Poem: And I Never Knew Her Name
This week’s Poet’s Corner contribution is from UK writer Dean Fraser, also known as ‘The Quantum Poet’.
And I Never Knew Her Name
She bit into the green apple with perfect white teeth
Is her hair really that shade of red? I suspend disbelief
Smartly dressed she stands, all the world her stage
Happily serving anyone coffee she earns her wage
She sees all life going on, smilingly serving drinks all day
She must have heard it all, chatted up in every possible way
Managing to look like the coffees she sells really matter
As the mall cleaning woman stops by for a friendly natter
Caught off guard, just this once, stepping away from duty
Eating her apple, leant against a pillar, flame-haired beauty.
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Dean Fraser is a bestselling UK poet and widely syndicated community broadcaster. Dubbed The Quantum Poet, he spent a number of years touring extensively, learning both his crafts in front of live audiences, coming to understand just what makes an effective poem or presented work. Much more about Dean, his publications and broadcasting, can be found at Dean Fraser Central.