35 years ago …

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1981, Carol, celebration, Leicester, life, love, married

… my lovely girl and I got married

________\\~~~ “C&M” ~~~//___________________________

________\\~~~ “C&M” ~~~//___________________________

please join our celebrations by looking at … 25^th August 1981 Counting Upwards

 

 

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Carol wormhole: and that’s where I are
Leicester wormhole: “King …”
life & love wormhole: through the pane – poewieview #34

 

mauve

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1981, childhood, death, father, life, mauve, weather, white, wind, windows

 

 

 

                         the mauve wind
                blew against the window
                  as he shot

 

 

 

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childhood & wind wormhole: first Spring storm
death & life wormhole: a theremin note – poewieview #21
fater wormhole: London Hearts – poewieview #4
mauve wormhole: red ink
white wormhole: tong len / the inauguration of another – timely – butter fly effect / taking and giving
windows wormhole: hinged – From Hell ch. V

 

hot summer / morning

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1981, Carol, clouds, dark, faces, Genesta Road, legs, morning, pink, portrait, summer, thunder, trees, white, wind

 

 

 

                                   hot summer
                                   morning

                                   it quickly
                                   clouded over

                                   the wind blew
                                   the trees
                                   the thunder
                                   rumbled

                                   in a dark corner
                                   Carol sat –

                                   her suntanned
                                   legs in white
                                   socks and pink
                                   dressing gown –

                                   pulling faces

 

 

 

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Carol wormhole: “King …”
clouds wormhole: on the raised patio reading Plath
faces wormhole: [start where you are III] – delve
Genesta Road wormhole: 1977
morning & trees wormhole: thar she perched
pink wormhole: Trinity Arts
white wormhole: I’ve only just realised / after so many decades / that the smell of neglected land is lilac buddleia
wind wormhole: prologue-ing

 

“King …”

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1981, 2013, Carol, cars, colour, elm, evening, green, hands, Leicester, music, openness, park, poplar, sun, traffic, UB40, walking

                                “King …”

                                hand in hand across
                                the wide-open-green park

                                the evening colours
                                of cars coming home

                                to park and the sun
                                through the poplars and elms

                                at the edges
                                “… where are your people now?”

 

 

 

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Carol & cars wormhole: dream 260713
evening wormhole: 1972
green wormhole: To my Mum
hands wormhole: great underbelly to the rooftops
Leicester wormhole: we still stroll there
music wormhole: city twilight
openness wormhole: between
park wormhole: Bat-Shadow
sun wormhole: Brugges April 2015 – looking lost
walking wormhole: sight / seeing

 

silence

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1981, afterlife, Amitabha, bark, Buddha, buildings, death, dog, Pure Land, red, silence, sound, Sukhāvatī, trees

 

 

 

                                   silence

                                   at night a bark
                                   in the estate

                                   echoed through
                                   the trees

                                   quick red moved
                                   through the buildings

                                   like a coat as
                                   Buddha Amitabha

                                   took it
                                   to a Pure Land

 

 

 

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Buddha & buildings & red & silence wormhole: Buddha Amitabha
death wormhole: letters to Mum V – carrying on in duty and love
dog wormhole: Plumstead – Woolwich – Plumstead 290508 – / the breath of London
sound wormhole: lobby
trees wormhole: new year’s eve 2014; train up to London to / walk the bridges across the Thames, and / listen to the voices say it is, and was, like, / but get back home before the fireworks / obliterate it all in the emptying twilight

 

the Last Day of Morecambe Illuminations

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'scape, 1981, change, evening, hotel, Morecambe, promenade, sky, streetlight, windows

 

 

 

                           the darkening
                                     sky in hotel windows –

                           the Last Day of Morecambe Illuminations

 

 

 

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change wormhole: ‘the blues shifted …’
evening wormhole: just
hotel wormhole: consturnation …? // consternation
promenade wormhole: I could step / more open
sky wormhole: Dr Strange IV – ellipses
streetlight wormhole: Plumstead – Woolwich 121114
windows 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

 

25th August 2013: 32 years

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1981, Carol, Dylan, married, UB40

on the 25^th August 1981 two young, gawky people, who were very much youngly in love, gawkily got married in Leicester Registry Office after having met and romanced together only during the three months previously; roll of eyes and awkward were the elders and war-survivors, but we knew we were different, even if we didn’t really know how, and we did it all differently, although we didn’t really know what we were doing; naïveté has kept us together even when we were sure we knew what we were doing; coming up to 32 years together, we are not sure how it happened; but it has, and it continues to find ever-new waves

in the three months up to our marriage we listened to the few tapes we had to play on the tape machine we owned: UB40’s ‘Signing Off’ and Bob Dylan’s ‘Desire’; to celebrate our life together I shall publish a series of poems about us, tracking our love and environment growing up in Leicester with each track of ‘Signing Off’ – something I’d like to share with the world, if I might not be too naïve – (‘Desire’ will have to wait another year),

brave new world?

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1961, 1971, 1981, 1991, 2001, 2011, 4*, growth, history, lifetimes, world

 

 

 

in ’61 we had to make way for a new baby I guess – someone else in my world
in ’71 I started the journeys to school where the world was brown and leafy
in ’81 I got married and dedicated my world to another
in ’91 I don’t really know what had happened to the world
in ’01 I offered my markbook to make my mark in the world
in ’11 I finally gave up offering but not sure if I am discovering – bracken-wet and new
       vista – a brave new world?

 

 

 

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part of >>> years
1971 wormhole: 1971
history wormhole: bombs on / Catford
lifetimes wormhole: Woolwich Central – / making life better II
world wormhole: have

 

rose

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'scape, 1981, 3*, passing, train, windows

 

 

 

                                on the train as
                          the embankment rose up
                                a suitcase was put
                          into the luggage rack

 

 

 

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passing wormhole: ‘dressed in black smiling …’
train wormhole: pylon on the hill
windows wormhole: ‘gnashing …’

 

one mirror

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'scape, 1981, 2*, blue, drum, eyes, green, guitar, hair, mauve, mirror, orange, portrait, sand, snow, trees, white, wood

 

 

 

                     eyes are blue
                     often they are drums
                     and they sweat like hair
                     with cannonballs

                     one mirror
                     one guitar strumming
                     green hand-waves
                     one world on a fingernail
                     cracked and orange

                     the last time a tree played the sand
                     was when my foot accidently cried
                     into three pieces of icing and snow

                     the fall was gentle and mauve
                     the pattern was wooden static and beating

 

 

 

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blue wormhole: ‘the blue wall …’
eyes wormhole: marketsquarefight
green & guitar wormhole: ‘the run of …’
mauve wormhole: ‘across the street …’
orange wormhole: grain
snow wormhole: biography
trees wormhole: grasses
white wormhole: condensation
wood wormhole: green wine