ice-block crossing
summer at
the pedestrian crossing
the girl could feel
the cold of that ice-block
down to the soles
of her feet
crossing the hot asphalt
on the way back
from the shops
licking her way along
with a bag of prosaic
groceries in her other
burdened hand
panmure-ellerslie highway
january 2015
Copyright © 2015 Peter Le Baige. All Rights Reserved
The music is from the second movement, Adagio, of Mozart’s Piano Sonata in C minor, K. 457, performed here by Mitsuko Uchida.
Ruru ki Te Ruru 
Peculiar clash of impressions (not in a bad way) will always think of The Beatles in road crossing photos, the somber-ish Mozart, the use of ‘prosaic’ suggesting, to me, something chore-like, and the ice-cream: the respite from a inescapable life
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Hi Dean, exactly! It was the hot asphalt of the afternoon under her bare feet and the evident delight in the ice-block that took my eye at the crossing. It reminded me of how overpowering taste can be and the pleasure in it, besides which the family chore, the goods she was required to fetch would have felt ‘prosaic’ and ‘burdening’.
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