mlewisredford

calculated perpetual and relentless naïveté …

Tag: face

an event

 

 

 

                      how adventitious
                           are our lives:
                      the husband with the oddest blue eyes
                           checks with
                      the wife with ready smile not quite aligned
                           in her face
                      talking with (either set of) parents
                           round-backed
                      but hair-dyed and open-sandaled
                           all elbowed
                      across the table in the
                           coffee shop

                           an event

                      that lasts a lifetime

 

 

 

blue wormhole: blue wormhole: let us mauve a whirl          elongated
coffee wormhole: ‘how beautiful …’

 

the Joker’s face

 

 

 

                      even though the light
                      behind the smashed glass
                      as the Batman crashed in
                                was lemon

                      fear was painted white
                      and blue across their
                      elbows and shoulders their
                      hair and hats and creases

                      it was all over
                      the Joker’s face

 

 

 

Batman wormhole: lost cape
black bat wormhole: Statue of Liberty
blue wormhole: HA!
lemon wormhole: twilight

 

after a medium / Americano

 

 

 

                                after a medium
                                              Americano

                      I could handle the buses on North Street
                      I could even dodge the leafleteers

                      but the child’s scream from deep in the pushchair
                      under an angry parent-face

                      ‘wasn’t expecting that

 

 

 

Brighton & passing wormholes: chew that gum
bus wormhole: 291
child wormhole: JJ Cale / in a coffee shop?
coffee wormhole: RENAISSANCE

 

1969

 

 

 

                                                                      1969

                                   her face like a plate
                                   her smile like a smirk
                                   her voice said “table”
                                   over my shoulder

                                   smelled of wet mouth
                                   I kissed the mouth of
                                   Emma Peel breathing
                                   her heady scalp

 

 

 

part of >>> years
tv wormhole: 1973

 

gothic

 

 

 

                                              gothic

                                              a face of
                                stone emerged from
                                stone between two
                                stone arches

 

 

 

Brussels wormhole: Rue de la Bourse de Bruxelles

 

‘left now …’

 

 

 

                       left now
                       the moon
                       retreats backwards along
                       the street
                       distracted

                       from the newsagent
                       the smiling Chinese face
                       of an old friend who is

                       still young

 

 

 

part of >>> Portsmouth – Southsea
moon wormhole: ‘turning into …’
walking wormhole: ‘turning into …’

 

clown

 

 

 

          clown

          the rain blew at an angle
          across the motorway
     the leather-clad jackdaw
          turned his smiling face
     and hitched a lift
          from the double-glazing van
     the red lights silently screamed
          as the tinkling glass
          bled red lipstick
          spattered over the
          bridge pillar

 

 

 

part of >>> through the crash
cars & divorce wormholes: ‘”plink” …’
passing wormhole: ‘”Never,” / said the Sandman …’

 

‘the dining room …’

 

 

 

        the dining room
        clear of furniture
        the squat midget
        in blue dinner jacket
        performed a stiff
                arabesque
        under the window-spotlight

        cheeky satisfaction
        running down his face
        he tip-toed over to his
                top hat
        tapped it twice
        and disappeared

        a mouse in the corner
                ate his shoes

 

 

 

part of >>> FLOORBOARDS
blue wormhole: 1965
dancing wormhole: ‘glass filled with redwine …’

 

teen gaze

 

 

 

                                              teen gaze

                                              a smile
                           at the right edge of her mouth
                           where the side of her face is
                           slightly shadowed by her hair

                           balanced by her left ear
                           hair behind

                           but then her eyes
                           slightly too big
                           shadowed as well
                           and centuries-old

 

 

 

Comfort / Hotel

 

 

 

                      Comfort
                      Hotel

                    spotlights everywhere
            wherever you sit one of them
                shines in your eyes

                           ~o~

            furniture all curved and
            just off right-angled held
            tightly together material to wood
            for decades now with slight stain

            there is a locked-in-ness
                      in our world
                      on all sides
            which only our future eyes
                      never looking
                      directly
                      betray

 

 

 

… part of: Manhattan 2012
Have wormhole: RENAISSANCE

 

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