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2013, 7*, black, blue, brass, Castleton, ceiling, church, metal, patience, silence, smell, sound, waiting, wood, writing
smell
of centuried wood and polish
misaligned and creaky and
still held by metal twist brace
with brass lamp-holders polished
and blackening and spore
of pew-bolster-cushions patient
and attentive waiting
silently
but for the crease and crankle
of the notepad as I write these
lines high among the rafters
of the powder-blue ceiling
St. Edmund’s
Parish Church
Castleton
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
black wormhole: that comicbookshop … // … in dreams
blue & Castleton wormhole: lesson from watching two crane flies work the evening / skating across the panes flying and pushing legs grappling / the glass crossing repulsive over themselves and clinging akimbo / for a rest until lifeless just to get their stickly bodies through to the light
church wormhole: and that’s where I are
silence wormhole: 1968 – orange sand and mauve mist
smell wormhole: too much in arrival
waiting wormhole: greedy
wood wormhole: prelude: // travel
writing wormhole: the goldilocks stance
Ha! No need for “Lovely priests. Very helpful.” here! Why this is a right proper English Church. It is itself “patient and attentive”!
I think that if I found myself in that churchyard with my camera, we would not come out for hours. Lovely! So old, so green.
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… last verse of “There is a green hill far away”:
There was no other good enough
To pay the price of sin,
He only could divine life give
And dwell Himself within.
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