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There Are Better Things I Could Have Used This Memory Space For #DVersePoets #PoeticsNight

You.

It’s burnt into my memory

that open mouthed gape

swallowing my words,

and the back turned

mid-sentence on an answer

to a question you had asked

only for the slow spin,

arm triangled over your head

as you scratched your scalp,

and those frown scrunched nostrils

somehow still flared

in a state of confusion

when I refused to speak

to a man not facing me.

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Carol Forrester is a writer trying to be a better one. She’s currently working on a poetry collection 'It's All In The Blood'. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University, enjoys judo at least twice a week, and tries to attend poetry events around the Midlands when she can. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry. Her poems ‘Sunsets’ and ‘Clear Out‘ were featured on Eyes Plus Words, and two of her poems were included in the DVerse Poets Pub Publication ‘Chiaroscuro’ which is available for purchase on amazon. More recently her poem ‘Until The Light Gets In‘ was accepted and published at The Drabble and her poem ‘Newborn’ was published by Ink Sweat & Tears. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and has hosted a number of guest bloggers on her site Writing and Works.

23 Comments

  1. That’s an excellent title, Carol, and I like the stream of consciousness of the poem, the frustration at the drawn-out-ness of the reaction, ‘the slow spin,
    arm triangled’ and the ‘nostrils somehow still flared in a state of confusion’. You’ve captured the reaction so well.

    • It wasn’t his non-reaction so much as having someone utterly disregard me after asking me a question. He seemed genuinely confused as to why I’d stopped talking after he started walking away.

  2. This is so good (and relatable). I loved the title and how you pictured those fine details — triangled arm, scratching the scalp, flared nostrils, et al. put us in the scene.

  3. To turn your back on someone when they are speaking is the height of rudeness. The next notch up from talking to someone without taking your sunglasses off.

    • I’ve not heard the second one? Wearing sunglasses indoors yes, but not in general. I get horrible headaches from bright sunlight so I try and avoid taking mine off if I’m wearing them. Worried I’ve insulted someone now.

      • It’s something I hate. It seems only polite to take them off when you’re speaking to someone so they can see your face. If you have a medical reason for not doing it that’s different, but most people don’t.

  4. Glenn A. Buttkus says

    Most of us work a lifetime perfecting our listening and communicative skills. Some get better at it than others. This fellow needed an intervention for sure.

  5. Good for you… Talking to some one who does not look at you is like trying to talk to people while they are on their phone! Well done.

  6. Ah, the utter displays of stupidity that the human species demonstrates. More often, from the Y-chromosome-carrying variety of said species. You evoke your vitriolic frustration over the described ineptitude well!

  7. Margaret Elizabeth Bednar says

    I can feel your exasperation in these words – being ignored, not taken seriously – he can just keep walking.

  8. Rob Kistner says

    Not fun to speak to someone’s back. My wife did I do it I think too often. Interesting write Carol. Thank you for sharing.

  9. Yikes. It’s amazing how a small unkindness can last well beyond its shelf life- you’ve captured the injustice and meanness of random acts of unkindness very well. Reminds me to double my attention and stay as conscious as possible.

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