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2015, Alan Moore, architecture, awe, birth, black, blood, chimney, dark, diptych, drawing, encounter, From Hell, generation, grey, history, ink, living, morning, pediment, pillars, privacy, sky, society, steeple, sunrise, windows
somewhere
amid the pediments and private windows
that make such things inevitable
a conception was made
that would wash the steps and pillars with awe and blood
for tens of cascading generations
all the while
the stations of toilet and repose
are observed with due quotidian solemnity
by both the Righteous and the Have Nots
until their ineluctable encounter through askance
diptych panels
nevertheless
and always hinged conceive
darkness clinging around
steeple and chimney like black-hatch etching
until light feels its way through the sky again making everything a grey
ink-wash
askance from chapter five of From Hell by Alan Moore and Eddie Campbell; architecture always ever is so much more than trim, being the solidified air of encounter between Disraeli’s ‘two nations’ that still breathes to this day; I’m sure Victor Hugo said something about this at length in the beginning pages of Hunchback of Notre Dame, but I can never seem to find them
a little snippet from askance From Hell, askance from chapter ten of From Hell by Alan Moore and Eddie Campbell, gwn’n’avvalook
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Alan Moore wormhole: what heavy and cantilevered structure
black wormhole: ‘the hour before dinner – / the empire of dusk’ – poewieview #6
chimney wormhole: crease and score of silver-morning sky
grey & sky wormhole: b / r / e / a / t / h / i / n / g
history wormhole: the sounds of 1969 // [would have] seemed that way – poewieview #13
living wormhole: quite … / … yet – poewieview #12
morning wormhole: quick inventory after coffee
society wormhole: just saying, is all IV: // lost
windows wormhole: opening
