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18 Monday May 2015

Posted by m lewis redford in poems, poeviews

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'scape, 1970, 1972, 2015, architecture, birds, buildings, cars, city, clouds, eyes, Gil Kane, identity, John Romita, knowledge, life, light, moon, people, perspective, presumption, rooftops, Roy Thomas, searching, seeing, shops, sky, skyline, society, sound, speech, Spiderman, Stan Lee, step, streets, thinking, time, venetian blinds, vertical, walking, walls, windows, years

                                deep down
                in the streets light can only be noticed
                between step and event all the while slogans
                are shouting high and huddled to the
                                              receding
                                              rooftops

                                but the streets
                can be taken sideways (from third floor up) with
                panned vista of skyline for all to see; me, I crouch at right angles
                to the depth-rise of sky-plummet
                                              searching
                                              for the

                                (pinnacles
                amid stacks of façade discerned by ledge and cornice
                sheer sides with no purchase beautiful for all their …
                                              stark
                                              knowledge)

                                I find ways in,
                over rather than through, the vertical line
                that makes architecture wide such that up can only reach higher
                                              the better
                                              for me
                                              to arc

                                impossible
                through all manner of event
                and despite all presumption – birds flattering in all
                                              direction –

                                up here
                among the sooty stacks
                I know my footing up sides of wall
                while those below stand scattered about the ground
                                              pointing

                                up here
                                on the stack
                birds make their way in occasional formation despite cloud
                and measure, where on the ground there is no parking despite time
                                              from
                                              high

                                up here
                people walk the streets like filings
                still warm from the splinter but magnetised in damaged clumps
                they let the lonely antennae do all the
                                              tensile
                                              thinking

                                thinking
                                thoughts
                are best done above the storeyline, clung to the outside, lean and breathtaken
                (otherwise they get flabby) the angle always far better
                                              as nadir

                                rooftops
                higher than most are perspectives in which to dress
                that allow vault and flagpole-spring to one façade or another
                whilst people stand around at parties, their backs to the windows, unaware
                                              of their own
                                              identities

                                I will walk
                up to the window below, cars parked variously on the street,
                stacks of elegant housing ignore the open-air caught and struggle with
                                              venetian
                                              eyes

                                the up-
                                rumble
                of the city may be constant but only noticeable
                when strangled, oh, where is the moon waiting below rooftops
                to make shop fronts blind and apartments
                                              contemplative?

 

plucked in passing overhead from the pages of Spider-Man #90-113 (November 1970 – October 1972), written by Stan Lee & Roy Thomas; drawn by Gil Kane and John Romita

 

 

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architecture & buildings & people & seeing & sky wormhole: Brugges April 2015 – looking lost
1972 wormhole: 1972
birds wormhole: purpose
cars & walking wormhole: “King …”
city wormhole: events happen / through all measure of name
clouds wormhole: hot summer / morning
eyes & sound & walls & windows wormhole: Jackie’s slight smile
identity & thinking & time wormhole: [start where you are III] – delve
knowledge wormhole: the Apple
life & speech wormhole: out side of the writing / lodge
moon wormhole: tag cloud poem VIII – growth
rooftops wormhole: sight / seeing
searching & streets wormhole: Dionne Warwick
shops & society & years wormhole: 1959
skyline wormhole: gazing at the night / as my eyes passed the jagged hole / my head disappeared
venetian blids wormhole: 1963

 

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1972

29 Sunday Mar 2015

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1972, 2012, evening, haiku, light, petrol, rain, rainbow, shops, streets, tarmac, years

 

 

 

                                   1972

                                 rain-sprinkled tarmac
                      evening shop lights petrol rainbow
                           in the gutter

 

 

 

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1972 wormhole: 1972
evening & rain & streets wormhole: To my Mum
haiku(esque) wormhole: after the storm
light wormhole: thar she perched
shops wormhole: I’ve only just realised / after so many decades / that the smell of neglected land is lilac buddleia
years wormhole: 1962

 

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1972

01 Monday Jul 2013

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'scape, 1972, 2011, 4*, emergence, furniture, Genesta Road, orange, walls, years, yellow

 

 

 

                                              1972

                                  yellow walls and
                                  orange furniture

 

 

 

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1972 wormhole: 1972
emergence & years wormhole: 1974
Genesta Road wormhole: The Smoker You Drink The Player You Get (1973) – tribute
orange wormhole: portrait … // … reading
walls wormhole: afternoon 290613
yellow wormhole: as

 

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1972

28 Friday Dec 2012

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1972, 2012, 5*, Bowie, evening, Five Years, rain, shops, streets, years

 

 

 

                                                      1972

                                        rain-sprinkled tarmac
                           evening shop lights petrol rainbow
                                 in the gutter

 

 

 

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part of >>> years
1972 wormhole: 1972
Bowie wormhole: all
evening wormhole: let us mauve a whirl       elongated
rain wormhole: two writing haikwo
shops wormhole: 1974 – Greens / End Woolwich
streets wormhole: the spectre
years wormhole: 1967

 

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1972

04 Friday May 2012

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'scape, 1972, 2010, 3*, brown, dress, garden, Genesta Road, green, growth, morning, muddy, years

 

 

 

                                                                1972

                                 steps up to the
                                 deep raised garden
                                 muddy and grassless
                                 to the level of the first floor

                                 early morning April
                                 Indian dress and green
                                 Wellington boots

 

 

 

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1972 wormhole: 1972
brown & green wormhole: ‘the importance of …’
garden wormhole: mauve
Genesta Road wormhole: late morning / Saturday
morning wormhole: ‘finished reading …’
years wormhole: 1967

 

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1972

24 Friday Feb 2012

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'scape, 1972, 2010, 3*, evening, green, Joe Walsh, London, music, park, years

 

 

 

                                        1972

    walking across the high park ground of the city in the
    evening with a new roll-neck jumper and the acoustic twelve-
    string response to the band’s la-la-la la

 

 

 

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evening wormhole: curtains open / in the evening
green wormhole: we play a game
London wormhole: tabla
music & years wormhole: 1963
park wormhole: St. Mary Magdalene’s / ground

 

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    • Bob 1995-2012
    • David Bowie Movements in Suite Major
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    • Granada
    • in and out / the Avebury stones / can’t seem to get / a signal …
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    • Spring Warwick breezes / over Bacharach fieldwork and boroughs with / the occasional shift and chirp of David / in the pastel-long morning of the sixties
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