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1973, 2017, 6*, birdsong, blue, buildings, clouds, dusk, gold, hills, horizon, left, lime, mauve, mist, olive, right, sidewalk, sky, Steely Dan, streets, sun, syncopation, white
mauve
{Your Gold Teeth}
in 1973
waste bins jumped up
syncopated
all down the sidewalk
down the street apiece
the olive and mist
second-floor horizon
looked left
before the hills
sun going down
in a Prussian sky
{West of Hollywood}
to the right to the left
the bird on the single
remaining post called
the last lime skeak
to white curds above
the darkening hills
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
blue wormhole: Bridgnorth
buildings wormhole: between
clouds wormhole: all the low clouds keeping pace / through the train window, / always arriving, whether fast or / slow, but never actually moving
gold & sky wormhole: behind / glass walls and wan and hooded eye
hills & mauve wormhole: polystyrene / boulderscape
horizon wormhole: travelling // arrival
lime wormhole: turned backs of saddened victory
mist wormhole: is this it // all the time
olive wormhole: pine // gladioli // [&] wisteria
streets wormhole: coagulating
sun wormhole: The Boats of Vallisneria by Michael J. Redford – Making Hay
white wormhole: sharpened apex
Jilanne Hoffmann said:
what is this thing called “skeak”? I’m thinking I can’t depend on the urban dictionary’s definition.
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m lewis redford said:
aghh, it was meant to be italic (which I have now corrected – thank you); it is a birdcall, onomatopaeic (onomatopoeic? – quick, where’s that dictionary), the last call before the dusk falls completely and everything is quiet
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Jilanne Hoffmann said:
Aha! Now the restless brain knows what to do with this word. Thank you. A perfect sound. And I can’t spell onomatopoeia—ever—without a dictionary.
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