Tuesday, 6 August 2013

Poem: Thom Dibdin's Bike

Waiting on the bus at North Bridge, daylight fading on an Edinburgh festival weekday, and who did I see but Thom Dibdin!

A tongue-thronged town
crackling
in expectation of sights...
What sights? See!
Thom Dibdin,
the sweating slightly -
cycling -
freewheeling,
freelance
theatre critic.

From show to show
a hundred assignations
sharp judgments of merit
skill,
and improvement.

There he is, in my audience!
and at...
yes at the climax...
a clicking pen.
Write well, Thom.

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