A poem depicting day-to-day life in Brussels’ 17th century-built Grand Place in 1929, based on an art print.
Pre-Christmas street market scene -
Fashionable flappers preambulate,
Eager to see and be seen;
Stalls sell hams, roast chickens,
Musky perfumes, tobacco aromas.
Surreal optical quality in the
Low, shafting winter sun
Throwing shadows, creating illusions -
Figures melting/merging, dreamscape.
Uncertain times, postwar boom stalling
Amid stock market collapse, inflation.
Fiery red sunset, ominous atmosphere;
Hopes realised or nightmare ahead?
Future balanced on knife-edge.
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