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                                              sitting puts you in transition
                                              with little notice and less place

                                              reading between the books
                                              falling short of the ‘faves’
                                              with a whiff of nostalgia
                                              for a quick shot of maybe
                                              cut loose and drifting
                                              have I made a mistake

                                              but free – if I can ride it –
                                              to see how the light
                                              through net curtains wafting
                                              long by the window is
                                              powder blue across the
                                              furniture wood of
                                              childhood

                                              as long as I remember
                                              not to stay there too long
                                              and embrace the stranger
                                              I have become to myselves
                                              and their life for all of my lives

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

blue wormhole: let
books wormhole: successive scenes in the autobiopera / conflict and resolution in each episode // credits: me me me me me
breeze & identity & life & net curtains wormhole: mlewisredford introductory complete life audit confessional
childhood wormhole: Knapps
ghosts wormhole: across the room / through the patio doors / through the conservatory windows / at the bottom of the garden / the still bifurcated trunk of / the oak / before the let-grown hair and fringes / of the fir tree / blown every lifetime in a while by the winter sun // actually
letting go wormhole: and
lifetimes wormhole: still there // above the / Dallin Road / allotments / looking high over the river and the city
reading wormhole: practising
seeing & wood wormhole: still waving!
settling wormhole: in verse / question / m a r k ?
sitting wormhole; the Big Stage
windows wormhole: tired

 

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