"The Farmer's Market" by Billimarie Lubiano Robinson - "Quiet band / setting up. On the wrong / edge of morning / a neighborly glance / wrapped in suspicions / finds its way into 'hello'" (Typewriter Poetry)

Poem: “The Farmer’s Market”

Originally Posted: May 14th, 2020
Updated: May 16th, 2020

I still remember the moment I wrote this.

The Farmer’s Market had yet to begin. I had set up with my lawn chair and a “FREE POETRY” cardboard sign. It was early in the morning in the Valley, when all the vendors were hauling their goods in.

As I fed my typewriter some paper, a person walked by. I remember looking up, glancing at them. They were looking at me funny.

I did what I normally do to those kinds of people. I smiled and said, “good morning.”

Taken aback, they muttered “morning” before hastily looking away.

"The Farmer's Market" poem by billimarie

THE FARMER’S MARKET

Quiet band
setting up. On the wrong
edge of morning
a neighborly glance
wrapped in suspicions
finds its way into ‘hello’

–billimarie
october 15th 2011

2 thoughts on “Poem: “The Farmer’s Market””

  1. I must say that i think your concept is pure brilliance. I used to have a typewriter, and i loved to use it. I’ve gone pretty modern, in that i use my computer. However, i still write poetry by hand in a journal. Chicken scratch and all that. Love your poetry.

    1. Thank you for reading 🙂 In the end, nothing can replace putting pen to paper I think…but as someone who never grew up with typewriters, it has been a nice journey to use them during a time when laptops and cellphones are a lot more fashionable.

      -b

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