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Pavement Cafe

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I’ve been sitting here awhile 

My cup is empty 

No matter, I like watching human traffic

Foreign students chatter by

Her!  She passes every day

Fresh long hair, a breezy skirt, so beautiful

The picture of my love when I promised her the universe

Now there’s a young man with determination in his stride

His tie flapping across his chest; his briefcase full of ambition

I remember those days

A fretful girl struggles with her double pram

Are my children all grown up now?

As the world turns a dog sniffs my shoe

Clink.  Silver hits my cup.  I salute you.


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Philip Stevens

Sun 1st Oct 2017 14:47

Not homeless but homeless people... and everyone has a story that brings them to that pavement cafe

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Anna Ghislena

Thu 6th Oct 2016 16:55

Hello Martin, Stu and Laura - thanks for your lovely messages about Pavement Cafe. I wanted to remind us that many of these people were not always on the street and had, in the distance, lived other lives. Cheers for reading. Anna x

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Laura Taylor

Thu 6th Oct 2016 13:49

A refreshingly original perspective on street life, instead of the usual misunderstood-but-well-meant clumsiness. Like Stu, that question stood out for me too, and the last line is perfectly structured.

Nicely done Anna.

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Stu Buck

Thu 6th Oct 2016 13:08

yes, an excellent piece, and the heartbreak is 'Are my children all grown up now?', such a good line.

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Martin Elder

Wed 5th Oct 2016 21:38

Very clever Anna, I love it So often theses guys get missed. it is so refreshing to see a pavements eye view of what is going on around. Fab

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