The woman with the styrofoam cup and no teeth sits all day at the taxi rank and is a local identity The driver tells me this in his practised monologue tells me she lost everything in the war was forced to grow vegetables for soldiers slave labour, you know - How she had nothing but when the Russians came she lost everything all over again How do you lose nothing? I think about asking, but he's still talking about her sitting there with her no teeth, her free cup of coffee, and her swearing, so I can't help but float to my mother, her new teeth and my grandmother's face how I recognise it now in the shape of my mother except she must have been there all along, staring at me from a remove, like the vacant blue sky with its constance of stars or that woman with her everything and her nothing all over again.
30.0: CUSTOMPoetry Editor joanne burns
Released July 2009
Index of Poems
Cover Image: David Prater
Custom/Made was released in two parts. 30.0: CUSTOM contains poems selected by joanne burns. 30.1: MADE consists of remixes of these poems by the contributors.