Crowded Hour

John Tranter

A, Tangerine, lipstick 1962, daring

Hint of flame and wild behaviour,

E, lemon, sour surprise and rave, your

Suspicious self out for a welcome airing

On Fifth Avenue, your midday saviour

A transparent fellow spirit, the caring

Caress of a martini smoothly preparing

Your conscience to accept a second favour –

Bartender’s gift of one half-empty bottle –

I, corn silk hair, love at full throttle,

O, blue shadows, delicate gloom

Pricked with traffic lights in the evening air –

U, olive green of underwater hair –

Scuba, the acronym, in the crowded room.