The Dome

Tanja Bulovic 1968 (Belgrade)



It's shaped like a dome
And when the setting sun hits it
It looks like a mothership of sorts.
On a clear day
I can see it from my flat.
OK, I can't.
Don't be so pedantic,
It's poetry.

Anyway,
This strange structure
Used to host concerts.
"I wonder who is coming next"
And "I would give my left nut
To see so-and-so"
Like anyone would want
Your left nut.

During the pandemic
It was closed down
And sold to the highest bidder.
A hospital would have been nice,
Or a book store.
Imagine thousand of books
Prancing about in circles
Trying to catch your eye.

But it is now the largest
Used car showroom
In Africa.
I get sad every time
I drive past in a taxi
And I swear I can hear
The music.

About this poem

This is a true story from Johannesburg, South Africa. Our concert venue is now a mega used car showroom. This makes me incredibly sad.

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Written on August 31, 2022

Submitted by tanjabulovic on August 31, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme XXXAXXBC ADXXEXXE BXDXXXXX XXXXCXB
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 688
Words 152
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 8, 8, 8, 7

Tanja Bulovic

Tanja Bulovic is a poet from Serbia living in South Africa. She writes in English and Serbian and has been published in both languages. Her poem Six Feet Under appears in Letting In The Light: a global mental wellness anthology. Her inspiration comes from everywhere – it could be as big as losing someone or as small as a beautiful word. She loves African storms, strong coffee, science fiction, and cats. “My children tell me they are proud of me.” more…

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