On coffee shops No. 1

The head turns - the space burrowed

Black eyes wedged in the eye corner

Across the bridge of annoyed connection

The critical look of intrusion met

 

A white blouse -a cream bag

A tied headscarf - an aura of self

The assumption skims  - but locked away

Against the duck egg blue wall

 

The latte stirred with closed clinks

Above the froth - the jaw moves

A habit  -food - past events chewed

Her privacy is her own battle

Reviews

[highonwords]

i agree with jacob - a reserved person longing for some solitude - and the stranger's speculating glance intrudes on the woman's privacy, even if the glance didn't mean anything but ordinary body movement - i could be like this woman

steph

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is such an interesting scene you paint...i see her sitting in the corner just wanting to drink her coffee and be left alone---but someone glances her way, and she feels that intrusion unjustified...her jaw hardens, then moves to chew past events, the ones that have made her a corner, private kind of person.

you got me there...like i was sitting across from her.

[Michael Oliver]

Thanks Joseph - you got it right . After wandering off I decided to have a respite back to my Joycean practices this is built from such observations .

[Chapat2847]

A nice read I enjoyed this little poem very much well done