Home #Blue Nib Issues Issue 36 | December 2018 | Poetry- Susan Castillo Street

Poetry- Susan Castillo Street



We watch the cricket.
Clueless American, British man.
Tomay-to Tomah-to doesn’t even come close.
I blink at the screen, hesitate
but think, what the heck, ask
sorry, but, er, what is a wicket?
He smiles back, tells me gently,
explains the meaning of
leg in front, googly.

 I remind myself that after all,
he has passed the Elvis Test,
cunningly designed to root out
Americanophobes, though right now
there’s a lot to hate us for. Still,
a man who’s Sound on Elvis
and a woman who s...


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