She’s downsized and found a dream home to suit;
a locale she can do without her car;
with wants in walking distance, bus en route,
rail commute; lighter pocketbook by far.
She leads the trend to the lighter footprint,
of the carbon kind, while it costs her less;
she rides express as sexy as she sprints,
and shares with Goodwill her drive to possess.
She’s cleared her closets, and is still well-dressed,
her impress pared to ballerina point;
as air and light, to spare, as turns on best,
and spins, recycles, do not disappoint.
Her every toe-step soiled by some BigFoot,
whose bombs and emissions douse it in soot*.
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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