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'scape, 1979, 6*, Batman, carlights, childhood, Christmas, eyes, gold, green, Herbert Road, iron, orange, puddle, snow, streetlight, time, wind
Christmas
short eyes: orange
street lamps
iron puddles
soon eyes:
winking
car lights 4:30
smart eyes:
papers
brush the ankles
crown eyes:
golden paper and
green eyes
arching eyes:
reindeer’s eyes
Batman’s eyes
coat of snow
crate of sharp eyes
cradle
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
Batman wormhole: never there
childhood wormhole: glass
Christmas wormhole: yet another sprain / of ‘Jingle Bells’ straining / to propagate yet another / tired Christmas spirit – … / ‘sanner clawsis coming t’ taunn – yeah’ in a / coffee shop with condensation / running off the snowflake transfers / and the iphone at the next table / talking how 50 means 900 a month – not worth / the drive (left his scarf behind – / collateral) … about my age
eyes & time wormhole: Plumstead – Woolwich – Plumstead 290508 – / the breath of London
gold 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
green wormhole: Matildenplatz / & Luisen
Herbert Road wormhole: still there?
orange wormhole: Luisenplatz
snow wormhole: bass and piano
streetlight wormhole: the Last Day of Morecambe Illuminations
wind wormhole: no cars / no planes
Beautiful poem. Captures a special tranquility about the Christmas spirit 🙂
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… which, sadly, we seem to lose when we grow up … unless we don’t; thank you
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lovely!!! Happy Holidays ❤
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thank you Leyla; and happiness to you and your family
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