the bench / on the fourth sister from / Birling Gap before the / wind-brushed scrub and gorse / and the grey-blue sky / smoothed through the / fishtank-blue horizon to / grey-green sea

 

 

 

                                                              the bench
                                              on the fourth sister from
                                              Birling Gap before the
                                              wind-brushed scrub and gorse
                                              and the grey-blue sky
                                              smoothed through the
                                              fishtank-blue horizon to
                                              grey-green sea

                           one sugared
                           deep purple
                           blackcurrant
                           fruit jelly

 

 

 

bench wormhole: possible
blue sky wormhole: school uniform
Eastbourne wormhole: varnish
horizon wormhole: my life / of others
purple wormhole: 1967
sea wormhole: objective intimacy
stillness wormhole: at the apex
walking wormhole: dropped ’till you’ve shopped

 

oh

 

 

 

                      oh

            the bittersweet beauty
            of the apartment block window
                                              stood at any stage
            up the face of the building
                                dizzy
                      looking up further to the top
            back from the main façade
                      stepped and higher
                                or dwarfed by yet another block
            kept in place by its
                      gigantitude
                                everything kept in place
                      by gigantitude

                                ~o~

            when I was young an image
            of a building so many floors high
            pinnacling to a turret roof
            on the pink cover
                      on the blue cover
            of the insurance policies
            that my Mum kept

            my mother is now dead
            the policies came to nothing

 

 

 

… part of: Manhattan 2012
… part of: mum
pink wormhole: all
Mum wormhole: 200310

 

sit

 

 

 

                      sit

            and concentrate on breathing
            but concentrate on breathing
            as part of sitting

            in the room
            in the world
            the last piece
            of the jigsaw
            placed in the space
            that is perfect for it
            in the only space
            where it could fit
            and make sense of
            the whole picture

            the piece that knew
            its own bays and headlands
            its orientation its code
            its plane and texture
            its fine piece of colour
            its own weight

            but didn’t know where
            it fitted until it sat
            precisely where it is
            precisely where its
            bays and headlands
            orientation and codes
            planes and textures
            colour and weight

            disappeared into
            headlands and bays
            position and sequence into
            arrival and docking
            sight-seeing and greeting

            so don’t sit
            sloppy and languid sit
                      pristinely

            as you are you

                      sitting

                                   ly