poetry critical

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Random Poem:

Selective Reading

Through the crowd he slips
a drop of rain in a downpour
Opposing the wind, angling sharply
the newspaper grasped in one hand,
around him the crowd ebbing and flowing
to distinct flashes of walk and don’t walk
trees sway out of place
trying to grab a foothold in
and as cars drive past
newspapers skitter hurriedly to either sides  
as catatonics in the nurses hand
Then he turns a corner
leaving behind the passionless music of the city  
his shadow trudging behind him
almost completely swallowed in the
obscured edges and shadows of an afternoon
slowly relinquishing to the night
Hunting through the pages
In the papers today,
he sees a fall in the Aussie dollar  
some guy being sued for negligence
he grins
and evils banished by gunfire and death
while politicians struggle through
the blood
Skip past it
Its so easy to skip past
when the screams are silent
A kitten was bashed to death
three teenagers
a baseball bat…
Another bombing,
aids related deaths,
a protest massacre,
global warming…
And his football team won  
pausing, he reads the article
A rape catches his gaze for a moment and he looks up
seeing he is alone  he reads a bit of it
then beside it he sees another murder,
maybe a serial killer?
Flicking past a country hurled indifferently  
to the dark ages,
a hundred thousand dead and counting,
(or so the statistics say)
he starts to search once more
until then, yes there it is,
the sports page

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