1977

[Keith]

oh u got vaccummed and bottled by solomon again huh? irish djinn ruled by irish god of inconvenience Murphy.... you'll just have to recite the unknown name of god to breakthe seal and escape bondage..... poor u.... so sad.....

poor me, indeed... pour me another!

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But surely this is not about 1977, it's about the nervousness of first tender moments, the cover of fading light, the control of parents at an age when we all knew better and wanted to break away, does that not apply to everyone? 1977 to me was just the year this happened to the N.this was probably me in 1977 but punks, Star Wars,jaws, skateboards, whatever are totally seperate poems and I didn't see any of that, I just saw the damp park, the deodarized smell of intimacy, the clashing teeth of a first proper kiss and for me my mother calling me in. Please don't tinker with this one.

exactly. however, my point is that the title is doing work. setting a scene. it doesn’t necessarily have to be invoking “star wars” or “talking heads”. those are just the obvious sign posts. especially for people who only know the year (and decade) from retrospections of pop culture. 

at the very least it’s generally setting the tone. something in the past, in the childhoods and neighborhoods of all our lives whenever it happened to be. i like the specificness of the title. it doesn’t patronise the reader.

I agree Sam, just needed more time to read the thread properly as I Got to this one early, before coffee early, so yes point well made.