'Prosperity': A poem by Cameron Holleran
19 December 2017
'Prosperity' is a poem by IGP Poet-in-Residence Cameron Holleran
A poem by Cameron Holleran, IGP Poet-in-Residence
Gawdy greengrocers on Roman Road sell me the ripest
fruit, standing indefatigable beside the latest riot
against poverty, an obscene daubing from the hands of Tories’
sons. Always sons. Summer sees Viccy Park owned by sporty
hordes, inhabitable to all who wear their sportswear without running through the rosy
blossoms. When it is cloudy, I can forget that property
in Canary Wharf shares a borough with barges, ex- and current council houses – each an eyesore
to the wrong person.
Sitting beside this, tipsy
Shoreditch stumbles in and out of relevancy, richer now. Poets,
like I, will always be poor but I am rich where the Pepsi
is cheap. My heart’s forever Poundland and the noble corner store.