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while earrings twinkle
the earth turns inexorably
east
in all the cafés along Eastbourne front
eating happens with clak but no
echo
economics doesn’t explain it
all said Eda* but I didn’t understand her then or now
despite my education
despite the educational behaviourism
I teach in schools of tomorrow’s children creating
life as treacled as an Edward Hopper
look what happened to Ginsberg’s eggs!
the journey from Eglinton Hill
to the Eiffel Tower took ten years
by elastic band and is still incomplete
because the electric was not current,
but elipse, and no one factored that in
well, just look at the elm which
grows into the ground and
only in Eltham is the emergence apparent
and Emma Peel with a face like a plate
in permanent employment modelling different styles of emptiness
but stuck and empty herself within that very decade
I don’t know: the endeavour should never be
the engine because where would you get off
for the Enlightenment?
ennui the constant air of Eternity
drifting across landscape of Europe despite
scar and plenty
the evaluation has still not been made
no matter how late into evening you wait
the evidence will always peel and flake
the exchange will already look to the next
the existence will writhe on the Utah beaches
to tailor expectation like Emperor’s New Clothes
experience is common but not the denominator
exploitation works best when dressed as expression
with only a wisp of anxiety betrayed by an eyebrow
just look deep into anyone’s eyes
*Eda was someone I fell soppily in fatuation with during the first year of university, but I was so naïve I didn’t know what it was and didn’t know what to do with it; I still don’t now
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
air & looking wormhole: on sitting / in front of / a hedge
anxiety & teaching wormhole: what I am about to say is true / what I just said was a lie
beach wormhole: gazing at the night / as my eyes passed the jagged hole / my head disappeared
cars wormhole: cold wind
Eastbourne & Dionne Warwick wormhole: promenade
echo wormhole: 1963
economics wormhole: 20th century
education wormhole: just saying, is all – III
Edward Hopper wormhole: Dr Strange #6-13
Eglinton Hill & evening wormhole: ‘“ruddy crows!” / said my Dad …’
Eiffel Tower wormhole: parc du Champ-de-Mars
emergence wormhole: vagued
emptiness & time wormhole: posture
evaluation wormhole: the View: from Here to the Learning Objective to the Learning Horizon
eyes wormhole: the Buddha head in an antique shop
faces wormhole: titanic
Ginsberg wormhole: multifarious: the Dark Knight Returns (1986)
Have & war wormhole: plethora: the Dark Knight Strikes Again (2002)
identity & life wormhole: letters to Mum I – a walk / and talk
pointlessness wormhole: first a mishap then clear vision
society wormhole: introducing / the stranger
sound wormhole: open window
tag cloud poem wormhole: tag cloud poem V – draft-ness
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