Monday, 18 May 2009

Afterthoughts


A while ago now I had an interview for a new job. I didn't get the job but did write a poem.

there is no spring

(in response to a bad interview)

Bad answers
to dull questions thud
on to the concrete slabs

of your eyes
where there is no spring.
You have decided I will not do.

But that’s okay, I walk away
getting my teeth into
the wind and rain, happy

as an unopened crab
still full
of its own sweet meat.

Kay McKenzie Cooke

8 comments:

Catherine said...

I've always found that the jobs I did get turned out to be way better than expected, and the ones I didn't get probably weren't right for me anyway.
I love the poem, and the photo too.

Joyce Ellen Davis said...

Yes! I especially like the ending--the crab unopened still and "in its own sweet meat." Fine image.

Kay said...

Catherine - So true. Thanks.

Joyce - Thanks :) It felt good to get something out of it for me ... the poem ...

Clare Dudman said...

Yes, I agree with Joyce - especially good ending.

Gary said...

beauty!

Kay said...

Gary - Hi Gary - thanks.

Dana said...

Heh. This is great.

Kay said...

Dana - Thanks - I always value your judgement.

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