Tram (March)

Neglect may affect vacant lots of Melbourne, but never its trams. New models are prerequisite, carrying their parallel lives along grids and bends of town. Livery advertising gambling slides past the casino. Yearners after fantasy step into articulateds plastered over with transporting theatre. Sometimes artists win prizes to paint these reading rooms on wheels. Outback scenes for travellers longing to go where trams cannot. Or a back garden, through whose oblong windows peer the certainties of Weekend. “Move along, make space for more!” is a favourite moment. Or alone on a March day, only you and the driver, marvellously mobile.