'The world would be a better place'

“I like the idea that you can jar amoment, capture it like a photograph," he said.  "Overworking poetry can have terribleresults. If we all just scribbled down a poem whilst on the bus, the worldwould be a better place.” -- Liam Wilkinson 
Born in England on this date in 1981, Wilkinson is a poet, songwriter and singer.  Here for Saturday's Poem is his quirky offering,

        Sunday

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I.

Sunday is made of crisp paper
and coffee
so I’m happy to be here
out in the world
carrying the news
home
and savoring
the Americano on my tongue.


II.

The shop assistant
had no idea
how much I loved her today.
Or how much
I loved the gorgeous line
of fresh orange juice
in the fridge
and the low low price
of economy cat litter.


III.

The stillness of the seventh day
is only beautiful in things
as it happens.
sad
to think Monday
will soon be here
in the tears
of tomorrow’s frozen vegetables. 

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