A poem by Alan Whitfield; Vantage


Vantage

I which i could be false
just once
id walk around in a plastic crown
with a heart glued on a left sleeve

draped in gold
hello!
that’s my story sold
viewed in warmth
laughing at the cold

a funny walk
making heads turn
look at me watch and learn

truth be told
I’m happy in the cold
fractured direction
never wanted perfection

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Author: alanwhitfield80

Hello! I get about a bit so here about me first. I am a visual artist and poet who works within the context of fine art. My work is grounded in documentary, exploring the inner beauty of everyday life through various lens based media. Notions of nostalgia and social commentary are present, but from a definite northern working class perspective. Instinctively I exploring the townscapes of North Wales and the North West, often producing work that reflects the every day minutiae of life.

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