Fatal Attraction
In a world of military men, bombs and missiles matter Size, numbers and body counts matter in their dreams of mass destruction Meanwhile on Chepstow, the ladies tote their most lethal weapons The fatal attraction that has ruled so many a man’s world for aeons Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2019 Carnival Gallery
Like wandering Ulysses sailing across endless oceans Lost at sea listening to the mermaids’ distant call Lured into Charybdis’ hungry crutches, or was it Scylla Alcohols and smokes have turned the streets into maelstroms Fuelling our irresistible inclination for fatal attractions Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2019 Carnival Gallery
The street is a non stop light show Where passerby is a voluntary yet involuntary actor As we cruise the Asuncion high streets camera in hand For the umpteen time I attempt to stop the flow of time To cast unique moments in the long script of a waning life An like a deranged entomologist, […]
We live our own cosmic lives in a universe fraught with desires The satellites of our dreams slowly circle the planet of vanities Like Icarus we get distracted by the colorful window’s fatal attraction Our heart jumps through the window to meet our perfect reflection The sudden sublimation of the ‘new me’ as we re-enter […]