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The Prime Minister's Visit
The Prime Minister to see you Sir. Does the Prime Minister play bridge? Oh, not here Sir – In Iceland I think. Is that a floor cat slipping or a tap dripping? Our Prime Minister collects clocks – Antique ones at that. Ah, what could be more fitting than a floor cat slipping. Or was it – a phone ringing? It's the Prime Minister at the door Sir – And he's carrying a box. Are you sure it's not just the floor cat slipping – Or a newspaper clipping? Perhaps he plays tennis – It's all the rage in America, you know. Was that the floor cat slipping – Or was I dreaming?
Commentary
This poem is reminiscent of a gentler era when tennis was just taking off in America and telephones were as rare then as floor cats are today. In a time less rushed, you might expect a visit from the Prime Minister. Some things however, have remained the same – our Prime Minister does collect antique clocks and in Iceland the Prime Minister still drops in for a friendly game of bridge. The image of the floor cat was taken from one of e.e. cummings' poems. I like the idea of him (the cat, not mr. cummings) slipping in and out, between the lines of the poem. (3-5-1995)
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