Grizedale College

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1980, bed, books, breeze, girl, Lancaster, love, muse, open, passing, reggae, searching, university, windows, young

 

 

 

                                   Grizedale College

                                   she came back
                                   with a shy new lover
                                   so he left her room
                                   to browse another day;

                                   the bed under the open
                                   window, the breeze
                                   the sheets the rearranged
                                   books under the poster

                                   and the old reggae record
                                   she’d forgotten she had
                                   that had been left playing
                                   quietly respectfully

 

oh, the bittersweet mourn for what might ever verge on opening up, which was beautiful-enough to pursue but nevertheless everly crepuscular

 

 

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books wormhole: Hotel Room, 1931
breeze wormhole: the / very gradual art of sitting
girl & muse wormhole: train journey // like a branch
love & passing wormhole: 1966 … actually sic // of it allllll-bsssssssh – poewieview #8
open wormhole: the open window
searching wormhole: that comicbookshop in dreams,
university wormhole: footfall
windows wormhole: London Hearts – poewieview #4

 

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‘the red and white …’

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1980, empty, night, owl, red, room, shelf, traffic cone, white

 

 

 

                the red and white
                traffic cone stood
                in the corner

                the owl on the
                single shelf
                of the room

            stared at each other all night

 

 

 

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night wormhole: events happen / through all measure of name
red wormhole: ‘in the centre of the bare room …’
white wormhole: To my Mum

 

‘the dining room …’

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1980, blue, dancing, dining room, empty, furniture, mouse, puppet, spotlights, tears, windows

 

 

 

                           the dining room
                           clear of furniture
                           the blue marionette
                           in bright dinner jacket
                           performed a stiff
                           arabesque under the
                           window-spotlight

                           cheeky satisfaction
                           running down his face
                           he tip-toed over to his
                           top hat, tapped it twice
                           and disappeared
                           a mouse in the corner
                           ate his shoes

 

 

 

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blue wormhole: the edge has come …
dancing wormhole: ‘in the centre of the bare room …’
spotlights wormhole: 1959 –– MANHATTAN –– 2012
tears wormhole: 32 years
windows wormhole: To my Mum

 

‘in the centre of the bare room …’

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1980, dancing, floorboards, light, puppet, red, room, wine, wineglass

 

 

 

                      in the centre of the bare room
                      a glass
                      filled with redwine

                      through the redlight a marionette
                      feet nailed to the floor
                      dancing

 

 

 

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dancing wormhole: tag cloud poem V – draft-ness
light wormhole: what heavy and cantilevered structure
red wormhole: silence

 

‘a spark from the empty light socket …’

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1980, death, floorboards, glass, life, orgasm, sand, socket, spark, sunlight

 

 

 

                                a spark from the empty light socket
                                jumped down to the floor and
                                flashed inside the stem
                                of a wineglass in
                                the sun on
                                its side

                                              – orgasm –

                a small pile of sand filters through the floorboards

 

 

 

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death & life wormhole: what heavy and cantilevered structure
glass wormhole: the dash is magnificent / the shadow grotesque

 

after the storm

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1980, air, breeze, bus, evening, haiku, open, sound, storm, windows

 

 

 

                                           after the storm

                                           the evening air
                      wafted in through the window
                           and a bus started up

 

 

 

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air & open wormhole: the streets just fill with business
breeze wormhole: city twilight
bus wormhole: tag cloud poem III – the journey to BEING and back again
evening wormhole: 1959 –– MANHATTAN –– 2012
haiku(esque) wormhole: ‘blades / articulate all the lonely height / of the sky’
sound wormhole: purpose
storm wormhole: footfall
windows wormhole: what heavy and cantilevered structure

 

‘the old chair rocked …’

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1980, floorboards, garden, looking, petals, portrait, rocking chair, sound, walls, windows

 

 

 

                                the old chair rocked
                                on the floorboards
                                the petals in her lapel
                                shuffled and humpphed the cucumbers
                                in the patch by the wall
                as she winced through
                                              the window

 

 

 

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garden wormhole: tag cloud poem VIII – growth
looking wormhole: ‘never a dull moment …’
sound wormhole: ‘the walking stick …’
walls & windows wormhole: Woolwich Central – making life better II

 

‘the walking stick …’

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'scape, 1980, floorboards, living, morning, night, silence, sound, time

 

 

 

                the walking stick
                      leant
                against the phonogram
                with the scratched record
                in the middle of
                the bare room

                                morning light

                the stick       stretched its limb

 

 

 

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living & morning & sound & time wormhole: 1959 –– MANHATTAN –– 2012
night wormhole: tag cloud poem VIII – growth
silence wormhole: right to be

 

dawn

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1980, abandonment, breakfast, cars, dawn, eggs, emergence, fir, motorway, night, passing, radio, sound, streetlight, tea, travelling

 

 

 

                                dawn

                                the cabin-loggy

                                ===============
                               !! bacon-burger bar !!
                                ===============

                                blumbered from the crackly radio

                flat fried eggs blupped onto the bonnet from the tree-lamps
                                down the middle of the motorway

                and as the spikey-fine fir trees flinked some white silliness
                                into my piping-hot tea –

                “Whappo” said the tatty tyres slapping the tarmac
                                over the hills and far away

 

 

 

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abandonment wormhole: ‘“Never,” said the Sandman; / he blinked …’
cars & passing wormhole: Plumstead – Woolwich – Plumstead 290508 – / the breath of London
dawn & night & sound & streetlight wormhole: the silent night of the Batman
emergence wormhole: glass
fir wormhole: sounds // suddenly / stop
motorway wormhole: we // walk
radio wormhole: King of the World
tea wormhole: smiling
travelling wormhole: sometimes

 

‘green post …’

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1980, Christmas, green, mauve, singing, voices

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Christmas & green wormhole: Christmas
mauve wormhole: on sitting / in front of / a hedge
voices 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