A microscopic Saturday night

A microscopic Saturday night

A Poem by Luke Ritta
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A poem about Saturday night across the world.

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Mexico City: A weeping mother holds her dead teenage son in her trembling hands.

 

A crowded wedding takes place in the suburbs of Lahore.

 

Incense sticks and candles burn at a funeral in Beijing.

 

A happy German family watch television together.

 

The West coast of America: A teenager spend many hours on the Internet.

 

A wealthy businessman looks forward to taking his wife to a very expensive restaurant in the heart of Paris.

 

Deranged, upset and lonely...A homeless man looks forward to everything.

 

An old man sucks in his last gasp of oxygen in a care home in Rome.

 

The chaotic streets of Calcutta! A disabled woman asks for money with a smile on her face.

 

Children with utter joy in their hearts play football on the dusty roads Senegal.

 

A middle aged man drinks expensive wine with his wife in western Australia and then heads off to bed with blurred vision.

 

On the streets of London a young woman lays on a wet pavement with vomit smeared across her pretty face.

 

A healthy baby is born in Morocco.

 

                                 An old woman dies in Israel.

 

A father and his two sons gaze into a crackling fire as they camp in Northern Canada.

 

A young man in his Sao Paulo watches an independent movie; halfway through the movie he sheds a tear.

 

A party is in full swing in a Brooklyn apartment. Good-looking humans flirt and dance all night long.

 

A lonesome woman reads a novel over candlelight in a wooden shack on outskirts of St Petersburg

 

A board housewife walks around a huge supermarket in Tokyo.

 

A Norwegian girl has her first orgasm.

 

Kabul, Afghanistan: a man hands out bowls of cardamom infused rice and skews of spicy lamb from his street cart.

 

In a small Spanish town a middle-aged woman does absolutely nothing.

 

 

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© 2012 Luke Ritta


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I think its funny how often we concentrate on ourselves without realizing that there is so much more going on around us. I think its far too large to wrap our minds around, especially considering how many people there are in this world. Some things we take for granted and we continue going day by day completely wrapped up in our safe little world.

Makes me also wonder how many souls we've overlooked in our day-to-day comings and goings. Makes me wonder what their story is. Have you ever really stopped to look at other people and really try and understand or guess at what their life must be like. A very interesting read that really makes me think about interpersonal communication and what we assume when we look at people without the understanding of the depth of the individual. So much going on in this world and so many stories to tell. Brilliant write, my friend.

Posted 7 Years Ago


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how beautifully penned..this is unique

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This is brilliantly realized and rendered

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I think its funny how often we concentrate on ourselves without realizing that there is so much more going on around us. I think its far too large to wrap our minds around, especially considering how many people there are in this world. Some things we take for granted and we continue going day by day completely wrapped up in our safe little world.

Makes me also wonder how many souls we've overlooked in our day-to-day comings and goings. Makes me wonder what their story is. Have you ever really stopped to look at other people and really try and understand or guess at what their life must be like. A very interesting read that really makes me think about interpersonal communication and what we assume when we look at people without the understanding of the depth of the individual. So much going on in this world and so many stories to tell. Brilliant write, my friend.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is like a day in the life of the world. So many different realities and so indifferent one from another, great poetry.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The poem is a panoramic sweep across continents, social class, gender, age, etc and ends ruefully with somebody doing precisely nothing. Perhaps what I missed was a description of the non human world going about its business on that Saturday night. What was a Koala bear doing in a Eucalyptus Tree in Australia or a Volcano in deepest Peru?! Nevertheless, this is a witty humane account of our complex Babel-like world that, I would suggest, only the internet is now revealing to us.

Posted 8 Years Ago


A great read.. Nice work :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A very good poem. The world is going around and so many people are trying to survive another day. I like the way you brought people from around the world into one poem. Thank you for the excellent poem and thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Okay so this? too amazing. wow.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Makes me think of what kind of species we have grown into.
It is a piece that is wonderfully aware and yet completely unbiased.
I dig it
In the heart of Colorado a young man spends his last dollar on a glass of coconut milk

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Luke Ritta
Luke Ritta

London, United Kingdom



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Hi, I am 26 and from London. I love writing short stories, poems and novels. My writing is a bit like Jack Kerouac and Ernest Hemingway. I love reading classic Literature, from Tolstoy to Proust, I .. more..

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