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calculated perpetual and relentless naïveté …

Month: May, 2012

dream / 290706

 

 

 

                                dream
                                290706

                           something was happening

                      and all of a sudden I was making a visit
                           to a house on Eglinton Hill
                      opposite the waste ground on the corner
                           with Cantwell Road
                      delivering Christmas presents
                           to Gillian S

                      she took her presents
                           started opening them
                      I asked if she remembered who I was
                           she didn’t know
                      and while wondering about it
                           she invited me in

                      she had lived a lifetime
                           since primary school
                      face hard-lived middle-aged
                           slightly overweight
                      but I still found her attractive
                           a look in her face
                           that was still young
                      she was doing the duty living life
                           she had two girls
                      she was living with her Mum who
                           looked like her
                           but a generation older
                      the house had its own front
                           but was knocked through inside
                           like the houses in the Beatles film

                      I told her who I was …
                           … and gradually woke up
                      I had wanted to suggest that we go
                           and look up Rajesh S
                           and Gary A up on Plum Lane
                           bring the group together again
                      to complete our lives

 

 

 

a room in the House on Eglinton Hill
dream wormhole: dream 290697

 

nearing

 

 

 

                                              but I thought you
                                              had brought it
                                                      nearing
                                              the top of the hill
                                              why didn’t you check
                                              ‘wasted half the morning
                                              maybe we can – where’s
                                                      roshi
                                              was already half-way
                                                      back down the hill

 

 

 

a wonderful anectdote about Suzuki Roshi.   For more tidbits have a look at www.cuke.com or even David Chadwick’s book ‘Zen Is Right Here’

 

significance

 

 

 

                      do things for their
                           own sake
                      in and of themselves

                      not for the sake of
                           finding
                      not for the sake of
                           enacting
                      significance

                      don’t speculate

 

 

 

… I think that / just about wraps / things up

 

 

 

                      let us universe
                      the sitting of
                      meditation

                      let us sit the
                      meditation of
                      the universe

                      let us meditate
                      the universe by
                      sitting …

                                … I think that
                                just about wraps
                                things up

 

 

 

openness wormhole: the self

 

promenade

 

 

 

                                promenade

                                his
                shoulder twipps across
                slightly as the knee
                dists and the hip and left foot wide
                compensate in fifty years
                his body will be tired but

                                she
                olled her arms and
                ropened her eyes and slightly
                crooked-teeth smiled then passing
                she looked a line along her
                nose over her shifting ample body

                                they
                will have great sex
                when they are older

 

 

 

promenade & walking wormhole: promenade

 

promenade

 

 

 

                                promenade

                out of the car towards town
                three minutes returning
                “… no what we could do is
                chill out and then have a
                bar-b …” right leg kneed
                straight then heeled
                to the ground she’ll have
                trouble with that leg when
                she is older

 

 

 

sea wormhole: Seaford / 280310
promenade wormhole: ‘the burgundy velvet evening …’
walking wormhole: single fat cherry

 

1961 – Marilyn

 

 

 

                               1961 – Marilyn

                               slanting rain
                               against the single palm
                               against the patio door
                               on the sandstone flags
                               by the grey grey pool

 

 

 

part of >>> years

1964

 

 

 

                                     1964

                                there were ways
                                through the borders
                                of the white carpet

                                between the tendrils
                                and flowers onto
                                the black tar boards

 

 

 

part of >>> years

a scene from >>> Ramsden Heath

‘red edged with / mauve …’

 

 

 

                      red edged with
                      mauve behind the
                      silhouetted rooftops

                      but a single star of light
                      got caught in a minaret
                      all morning

 

 

 

months

 

 

 

                                   months

                           and months and
                           months I used to
                           spend locked

                           determined and
                           caught until
                           someone sniggered

                           or I wondered
                           where everyone else
                           had gone but now

                           I can do it all
                           in one sitting –
                           much more efficient

                           breathing br-
                           inking br-
                           eathed –      oh

 

 

 

part of … oh

 

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