The Icelandic Canadian - 01.04.1988, Blaðsíða 36

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THE ICELANDIC CANADIAN
SPRING, 1988
POET'S CORNER
GRANVILLE MALL
the throbbing beat of
hard-rock metal and pounding feet
beckons the street children
from their ghettoes of alleyways
and pot-smoking rooms
to the seamy corridors
of Granville Mall
where denim clad punks,
street wise and cynical
beyond their years,
initiate the young who,
searching for a fix,
.converge on Granville Mall.
here, acned pimps in flashy clothes
stalk the street for prey,
while mincing queens in drag
beckon with they swaying hips;
the haunting strains of a violin
mingles with the jangle of
upbeat frenzy and silent terror
that throbs along the street.
we, territorial trespassers,
cling together
as we scurry to the haven
of the Concert Hall,
behind whose opulence and grace
another world awaits.
Kristiana Magnusson