Chaotic intersection of Bellevue, Cross and New South Head triangulates this ugly delapidation of between the wars art deco apartment; Where our aproned housewife with her tight perm greets her beige shoe-salesman alighting the 5:30 tram.
I was distracted by the image created by your word, but there is an older name under the paint of "Cooper's", someting shorter, like "Can...", an older name I guess...
I feel as if I've just tumbled backward, head over heels, through five or six decades.
ReplyDeleteSounds, and looks like a pub. Your description brings to mind scenes from Catherine Cookson's books. Rather nostalgic.
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BFG: I don't have much of a Cookson background, but I did have images out of Ruth Park swirling around my mind.
ReplyDeleteI love the aproned housewife with her tight perm, can just see her.
ReplyDeleteWell, that's a very descriptive commentary! You painted a picture I can see clearly in my mind. The not-so-good old days!
ReplyDeleteJulie,
ReplyDeleteYour words amaze me as do your photographs. A wonderful mix that I will never achieve. A tip of my hat to you my friend.
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You make mundane and unattractive sound wonderful.
ReplyDeleteGreat picture Julie.
ReplyDeleteThe letters are classy (esp. since the corner is repeated). I re your poem - brattcat said it really well.
ReplyDeleteYour words have created quite the picture in my brain.
ReplyDeleteI was distracted by the image created by your word, but there is an older name under the paint of "Cooper's", someting shorter, like "Can...", an older name I guess...
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