York in Poetry: From Colombia to YO1

Posted on 25 November 2012 | Poem

Try Stonegate at 9.00a.m.: winking lorries lean
on the pavement, loaded with milk,
shining tomatoes, coffee.

The town’s a hub for caffeine now -
we need it more than evensong tickling
the chambers of churches.

The town’s a sprawl of cafes.
Shopping and food wait behind glass: Betty’s punters sit
in a bubble of spoon and cake.

The coffee comes from Brazil,
Colombia, Ecuador.
Costa, Nero and Starbucks

measure up another corner of the city,
estimate margins, percentages.

On Goodramgate, something
arrives from Colombia.

- Miles Salter