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2014, 6*, balcony, being, blossom, blue, branches, budding, buildings, buying, child, choice, Eastbourne, education, faces, green, happenstance, Have, identity, journey, language, letting go, life, looking, nonsense, notebook, openness, pavement, promenade, red, roads, sandwich, seagull, seeing, sky, space, statue, sun, syllable, thinking, time, traffic, travelling, trees, voices, waiting, writing
it’s all just nonsense
the things to buy the things to wear
the schools to teach
the roads to drive
the born to life the choices to make
the faces to set
against the sun
but two things:
there is a tree with deep-wine blossom
next to the red-brick apartments with balconies
and the sky hangs indifferent and only
changes when you think about it afterwards
I could step
more open
through all of this
noticing the space and treasuring the happenstance
and not caring about the gain or the journey
until I think
about it afterwards
-o~~~-
OK …
… sandwich
pausing to get out my notebook
a seagull alighted on the promenade lamp
and waited
flew off
-~~~o-
the statue of an Elder
cast in rolls and folds of overcoat
stares disconsolately roadward
and blooms green over the years
ignoring the traffic passing and indicating
and all the while beside and behind
the pollarded tree out of the pavement
branches all the same length now
budding
-|o____
by the cobalt-blue railing
on the lower promenade
passes a child-voice reciting
high – slightly complaining –
cascading downwards with
each syllable in a language
which I cannot understand
—o|||
but
you don’t look to see
otherwise too many thoughts crowd your eyes
rather you let enter to observe
so that the disparate can be made
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
being wormhole: this is not my poem / although I found it nevertheless
blossom wormhole: Manhattan 2012
blue & Have & sky wormhole: Maidstone
branches wormhole: ‘“ruddy crows!” / said my Dad …’
buildings wormhole: introducing / the stranger
child & faces & green & identity & life & red & seagull & thinking & time wormhole: Tulips by Sylvia Plath – How Far To Step Before You Raise The Other Foot
letting go wormhole: letters to Mum III – ongoing-term // eventually
looking & seeing & sun wormhole: !
looking wormhole: open window
promenade wormhole: 1963
roads wormhole: the Buddha head in an antique shop
space wormhole: multifarious: the Dark Knight Returns (1986)
travelling wormhole: sniff
trees wormhole: no hat
voices wormhole: connections
waiting wormhole: that’s me / in the corner that’s me in the spot light / losing my religion*
writing wormhole: the precision // the gentleness // and / the letting go
mlewisredford 