Sunday 22 September 2024

Bronze

 


Seminar on Street Art 10: Bronze.

 

Liquefaction of bucketed colour turns the heads.

Brainiacs climb someone’s walls to apply a distant blue.

Consonantal collapse and revive extends a rough-hued gracious hand. 

And codebreakers abandon the hidden clues, return to reality daily.

 

Bituminous air mixes with gold spraycan afterglow.

Coronavirus calligrams by graf kings are coronated.

Hardedge armoured vowels submerge softest brickwork tones.

And deaths heads grin where contortion alphabets smile.

 

Tenements overpriced underutilised wear vagrant monograms.

Stoked on weed and horse, the signatories steal through the night.

Monuments more lasting than bronze are their bluffs.

And they replicate pyramids midst their high-density hieroglyphs.

 

Eating rains, unfailing hail, wild west winds are for another day.

Here one-word odes exist extant against the everest of forever.

Here anonymous performers delineate silent their present location.

And here behind supermarkets, on railway fences, their red flowers.

 

Little magazines bequeath the decades with numbered numbers.

Handwritten epistolary epics lend lustrous sentiment to a shoebox.

The hand that signed the paper got off lightly.

And likewise these walls face the music of passing traffic.

 

Such personal esperanto surpasses reviews. 

Such broken english breaks open fractal figures of everyday tongues.

Humble green, writhing green, urbane green glut the 2-D parades.

And speak unto one another whom no one sights by daylight.

 

Grandiloquent their names reminiscent of bagpipes and trumpets.

Disarming their claims to a corner of a foreign field forever.

Disconcerting their aims, the one from the other, still altogether.

And yet yes their name awhile is now, their badge the latest news.

 

Super the moon everywhere white or new as shades broad casting.

There again where they round the corner to furtive rendezvous.

There again blasting letters lasting, the olympic race for bronze.

Where glorious testaments rest unique in splendour for the days.




 


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