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2011, 7*, branches, buildings, childhood, divorce, Eglinton Hill, growth, living, sitting, speech, sun, viaduct
from my childhood
untied un-navigated foggy
in the house on the hill now too big for us
out of the dreams of colours and glass
‘… need to be the Man of the House now’
something high and far-out to be
constructed reaching
on the edge of a collapsed crumbling viaduct – a society that no longer thrives
but persists – I will never succeed in building
on such a structure scared of falling
buildings too high to raise my eyes
ledges too narrow to ste- pp
hills becoming vertical as I climb
branches lurching with my weight
but this is all I know to do
this is all I have done
but then I didn’t have to be
anything other than what I was I was
sufficient as I was to be everything
that was needed to be
the Man of the House ‘the Man
of the House’ made me other
because I reached after the sublime
to be the Man of the House
I don’t know myself
I am someone who has striven
beyond himself all his life and yet
there isn’t a hidden me covered over
waiting to be found I am what I have striven
not what I have striven away from
I should accept me as I am and sit and
when the fear and failure come up accept them
when the anger and violence
come up accept them
when the reading and sublimity
come up accept them
these are the child who stood
in the garden smiling at the sun
through the branches but frozen
because they were moving
delighted but bewildered
reaching but blinded
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
branches wormhole: Plumstead Common / Road
buildings wormhole: ‘awareness is like a huge arc light CRACK! …’
childhood & viaduct wormhole: ‘from the basement room …’
divorce wormhole: ‘the smell of gloss paint …’
Eglinton Hill wormhole: uphill
living wormhole: I could smile
sitting wormhole: sitting
speech wormhole: ‘in the bookshop …’
sun wormhole: the receding / roads of Hejira
misfits' miscellany said:
Good one.
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m lewis redford said:
*doff*
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misfits' miscellany said:
Hats are for people who leave the house.
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m lewis redford said:
hey! I wander into the garden, don’t I?
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misfits' miscellany said:
Are you sure you don’t mean you wonder into the garden after having achieved an astral state from the comfort of your chair. Still no hat required. You can’t tell a lamp from a bird.
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m lewis redford said:
I would go out more except everybody tries to pull on my ear to get more light. To read. *tweet*
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