19 words / 7 paragraphs / 9 lines

 

 

 

                                                   19 words
                                                   7 paragraphs
                                                   9 lines

                           before the seamless grey sky
                           the slow-grown line of
                           young trees

                           two birds together
                           swoop

                           in front
                           then over

 

 

 

part of >>> writing and being

birds wormhole: Is There / Life on Mars?

 

smell of seats

 

 

 

                                              smell of seats

                            glance the great junction
                      passing cars then into the dark
                         cinema

 

 

 

‘through …’

 

 

 

                                                      through

                                                      the bright
                                                      yellow world

                                                      ran Batman
                                                      rising out of

                                                      BATMAN his head
                                                      locked in the great

                                                      cape held out
                                                      behind him

 

 

 

part of >>> Batman

140 m.p.h.

 

 

 

                                              140 m.p.h.

                checking
                one by one
                the speed clocks of each car
                to find the highest

                the Rover
                by the old house
                behind the trees and bushes
                under a sunny breeze
                heralding Springtime

 

 

 

part of >>> breeze
a room in the House on Eglinton Hill

 

Is There / Life on Mars?

 

 

 

                                     Is There
                                     Life on Mars?

                           new leaves
                           on new branches
                           grown

                           sideways and pointing
                           east

                           through the old
                           branches the sun

                           sets
                           polishing the tin sky
                           which is otherwise

                           seamlessly grey

                           and the birds chirp

 

 

 

birds wormhole: open window

 

black plimsolls / tights and cords

 

 

 

                                black plimsolls
                                tights and cords

                                during the meal
                                her right heel was
                                slightly
                                              raised
                out

                                her left was
                                flat and straight

                                              a sharp ankle

                                ready

                                and when she leaned

                                forward a sudden
                                valley formed
                                in the small of her back

 

 

 

outside

 

 

 

                                                                outside

                                         after it has snowed
                                and the sting of older boys
                                   throwing snowballs

 

 

 

a room in the House on Eglinton Hill

 

… Saturday arrived

 

 

 

                                … Saturday arrived

                                descend the hill
                      past the bay window façades
                      behind trees and lamp posts
                      rooms fitted jenga-like inside
                      shapes in and out of a block

                                depth
                                grey
                                misty
                                still

                      cold kept off
                                enough
                      by jumper scarf and sun

                      the tall wall of Woolwich Arsenal
                      the bookshop Penguins
                      the luck of market stalls
                      the single heartbeat of Bonus Books
                      past the girlie books to the comics

                stacked               chequered              dated
                bottle                  skies                      brick-logo
                headline              questions               erotic
                figures                 in passion             stances
                cowl-logo            billboard               letters

                      finding yet-earlier numbers
                                like a tertön

 

 

 

a street corner of … Woolwich
mist wormhole: one day / in 1956

 

‘finished reading …’

 

 

 

                                              finished reading
                                   time to get on with the day

                                   and as I swing the book
                                   back to the cabinet

                                   two pigeons glide and
                                   alight on respective branches

 

 

 

books wormhole: Eglinton Hill
pigeons wormhole: when things fall apart
reading wormhole: Eglinton Hill

 

one day / in 1956

 

 

 

                                in a park by the smell of water
                                in the mist all day
                                through railings and sun

                                young trees in the grass
                                by a hill of mud and rubble
                                that hadn’t been turfed yet

                                          one day
                                          in 1956

                                his chin reared one way
                                his tie pulled aside
                                and his collar opened

 

 

 

… part of: 20^th century
mist wormhole: walking over / Shooters Hill