I was most surprised yet highly delighted when Bonnie over at Original Art Studio asked if I would take part in her recent, unmissable series of interviews. Whether I'm worthy of joining such an interesting and illustrious bunch of bloggers, I'll leave you to judge! The interview is here. So thanks, Bonnie! It was an honour and a privilege, and truly enjoyable. In tribute, and inspired by the interview theme, I've just scribbled out this short poem...
Thanks for consenting. Tell me, what's your name?
Call me the one who fell out of the frame.
Thank you. Now, what's your job? What do you do?
Let's say I stay a while, then travel through.
Quite interesting. Do they pay you well?
In tears and smiles, as far as I can tell.
Ok. Where is your current dwelling place?
Lost in the margins of the human race.
What are your interests, hobbies, recreations?
I get involved in many situations.
What are your goals in life, your great ambitions?
Simply to walk - whatever the conditions.
Have you a secret longing or desire?
To tread on water, then to walk through fire.
If you were asked advice, what would it be?
Don't honour princes, but respect a tree.
What book has influenced you that you've read?
The book of birth, the living and the dead.
Have you some favourite words you'd like to share?
Mumps. Maggot. Mustard. Marmite. Maidenhair.
What is your favourite food, your favourite drink?
The food of love, and lemon juice, I think.
What is your sexual orientation?
Straight, but I might bend under interrogation.
What's your worst quality, and what's your best?
Is this turning into some exam or test?
What keeps you going, day after tragic day?
My hearts keeps beating. That's all I can say.
And what will happen when your life is gone?
It's a narrative which I'm still working on.
Is there a last bon mot you would impart?
Of living I've not yet mastered the art.
Thanks for all this. My questioning is done.
Are you quite sure? I thought you'd just begun!