Fortune Wraps Us Together
London, Monday 30th September 2013, lunchtime.
In Fortune Street Park,
The young city men
Exchange firm handshakes
Between the helter-skelter (sky blue) of the playground
(Grandma in a wheelchair, blue jeans)
And a spiral staircase that’s the heart
Of the school behind them.
Perhaps they haven’t noticed it, the school for children with
“Special Educational Needs” or
– Otherness –
Different physical characters
The spiral staircase is where the “special” and
“Non-special” children of the school
Come together to eat – compañere –
To break bread together.
Between sky blue helter-skelter and a spiral staircase,
Between green trees, under blue sky,
In blue suits and blue jeans,
Here in London.
Lunch, in Fortune Street Park.
We unwrap sandwiches, we munch
Wraps folded in waxed paper,
We break bread together, we share fortunes
– At least we live them wrapped together.
Wrap, fold, spiral, helter-skelter, young, old,
Green, blue, son, father.
Fortune brings us here,
Fortune wraps us together.