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Tag Archives: 3*

you

04 Tuesday Sep 2018

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2018, 3*, consumerism, credit, emptiness, Have, identity, need, realisation

                                you

                take stuff away,
                you realise how
                much you don’t
                need it, as long as

                you don’t mind
                facing the void a bit
                while your credit
                is being checked

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

emptiness wormhole: scintillating to mind’s content
Have wormhole: so / do I keep on writing now I’ve retired, or … / Rumplestiltskin
identity wormhole: getting fat in me old age
realisation wormhole: all the low clouds keeping pace / through the train window, / always arriving, whether fast or / slow, but never actually moving

 

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cowled

18 Wednesday Jul 2018

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2017, 3*, Batman, being, buildings, cowl, identity, living, shelf, society, thinking

                when cowled he thought
                taller than the highest building

                which all the shelves of
                domestic living could never hold up

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

Batman & thinking wormhole: cowl
being wormhole: LOVE SONG by William Carlos Williams
buildings & society wormhole: ‘the Bat-Signal …’
identity wormhole: thought
living wormhole: letting them go

 

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cool / tiled flooring

13 Wednesday Jun 2018

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2017, 3*, architecture, community, daylight, Rome, rooftops, shadow, tiles

                Italianate roof-edge
                apportion eternal daylight
                in quotidian segments
                between nightfalls
                all along the community

                why don’t they fill
                that space between the
                window and the ceiling
                with something – cool
                tiled flooring

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

architecture wormhole: sreet
rooftops wormhole: breakfast
shadow wormhole: amniotic avenue

 

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‘oh my girls and muse …’

01 Friday Jun 2018

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2017, 3*, eyes, faces, feet, girls, love, muse, passing, story, toes

                      oh my girls and
                           muse
                      you tell such finer
                           stories
                      with your flanks of feet and toes
                           than
                      with your stone face and
                           anxious

                           eyes

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

eyes wormhole: {Ellen Terry’s house}
faces wormhole: … the underleaves show
feet wormhole: two profiles
love wormhole: hold them
muse wormhole: and I lose sight of her into memory
passing wormhole: amniotic avenue

 

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breakfast

31 Thursday May 2018

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2017, 3*, breakfast, buildings, leaves, Nottingham, roof, rooftops, streets, sun, travelling, vista, windows

                breakfast
                on the first floor before

                the rising backs of
                buildings above the roofline

                where there is yet not sun
                save on the

                tree leaves from below
                and the roof window from across the street

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

blue wormhole: Bridgnorth
buildings & sun wormhole: mauve
leaves & streets wormhole: lost the search
roof wormhole: … vague / thunder
rooftops wormhole: perspective
travelling wormhole: so where have I got:
windows wormhole: oh, alright then

 

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growth

05 Thursday Apr 2018

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2016, 3*, abstract, brick, capitalism, civilisation, commerce, division, Eastbourne, exploitation, growth, identity, number, philanthropy, red, slum, society, tiles, time, zero

                redbrick high and
                tile-rounded turret

                ancient civilisation
                advanced according

                to climbing number
                compared to zero

                for abstract of finery
                and ideal of commerce

                with philanthropic swirl
                from slum outlands of

                growth

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

capitalism wormhole: London refugee march – 120915
Eastbourne wormhole: and ‘naerrgh’ a mention of a seagull’s call
identity wormhole: animus rises – powieview #37
red wormhole: with all love released
society wormhole: frame
time wormhole: ‘when travelling astrally …’

 

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‘still …’

28 Sunday Jan 2018

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2016, 3*, awareness, balance, being, doing, living, practice

                still
                   the balance is not
                       right,    but

                I mustn’t be
                   unbalanced
                       in recognising it

                and trying
                   to        practise
                       balance

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

awareness wormhole: for / the first time
balance wormhole: in the Java ‘n’ Jazz
being wormhole: before any writing
doing wormhole: looking back over the tack / and jibe of my life I / notice there is / a fetch // after all … / but certainly not / where I had planned / or where I thought / I’d been
living wormhole: Christmas 2015
practice wormhole: amid

 

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Sandwich

28 Thursday Dec 2017

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2015, 3*, being, cafe, choice, depression, living, sandwich, speech

                Sandwich

                in the busy café after yet
                another long lapse by stealth –

                “I have the white bread sandwich
                  and the wholemeal bread sandwich” –

                I think I should know better
                by now which I should want

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

being wormhole: looking back over the tack / and jibe of my life I / notice there is / a fetch // after all … / but certainly not / where I had planned / or where I thought / I’d been
depression & living wormhole: is this it // all the time
speech wormhole: Coleton Fishacre

 

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buttercups

04 Monday Dec 2017

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'scape, 2015, 3*, buttercups, children, cricket, listening, Sunday

                on a Sunday
                watching cricket
                take itself too
                seriously listening
                to children
                chasing games
                until a twig is
                in someone’s face
                … thank
                goodness for the

                buttercups

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

listening wormhole: Cocktails in 1951
Sunday wormhole: in the Java ‘n’ Jazz

 

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passing

01 Friday Dec 2017

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2015, 3*, being, event, life, passing, people, step

                the lifetime
                of events of
                passing people
                is in length of
                thigh and
                unavoidable
                step of place

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

being wormhole: Coleton Fishacre
life wormhole: Pilot 125 … // … being excursion in the interludes
passing wormhole: Plumstead – Woolwich – Plumstead 220211
people wormhole: dream I // dream II

 

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    • Chapter 1
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    • Chapter 8
    • Chapter 9
    • Introduction
  • collected works
    • 25th August 1981 – count Up
    • askance From Hell
    • Batman
    • Bob 1995-2012
    • David Bowie Movements in Suite Major
    • Edward Hopper: Poems at an Exhibition
    • Eglinton Hill
    • FLOORBOARDS
    • Granada
    • in and out / the Avebury stones / can’t seem to get / a signal …
    • Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters]
    • Miller’s Batman
    • mum
    • nan
    • Portsmouth – Southsea
    • Spring Warwick breezes / over Bacharach fieldwork and boroughs with / the occasional shift and chirp of David / in the pastel-long morning of the sixties
    • The Boats of Vallisneria by Michael J. Redford
    • through the crash
  • index
    • #A-E see!
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    • L-P 33 1/3 rpm
    • Q-T pie
    • U-Z together forever
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