{reading right to left}

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1871, 2018, 9*, autumn, blue, brown, chimney stacks, chimneys, confusion, Crystal Palace, damp, dark, decline, draft, drifting, fire, flag, flagpole, garden, gas, high, London, passing, people, Pissarro, progress, reading, sand, shrub, sky, smoke, society, streetlamp, streets, Sydenham, the British Empire, wind

The Crystal Palace, London, 1871

                deep eaves in Sydenham the
                chimney stacks raised high

                to draw the draft – splendid
                in counter – front-garden shrubbery

                left tangled to riot and dampened
                from autumn, seems stuck in

                foreboding brown conflagration;
                the clean stroke of streetlamp

                under sandened sky will not
                be sullied by slimey gas until

                after dark – controlled, controlled blue –
                but, we read in the right direction:

                look, the flag from some
                turgic land of the Empire swaves

                away from its pole – the dirty
                heavens cry – the dwarfed

                chimneys, here, their smoke of
                coke and belch drift

                in the same direction conjuring
                transparent edifice where mens’

                seriousness loom in smudged
                silhouette, foreboding to behold,

                and others scuttle about the
                bright, wide street coming

                and crossing in all direction –
                pushchairs and carriages to hold

 

The Crystal Palace, London, 1871 by Camille Pissaro

 

 

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autumn wormhole: La Route de Louveciennes, 1870
blue & society & streets wormhole: on facing the Have
brown & wind wormhole: SPRING AND ALL I by William Carlos Williams
garden wormhole: Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters] – pageant of the trees
London & sky wormhole: London, 1809
passing wormhole: SPRING AND ALL XI by William Carlos Williams
people wormhole: only
reading wormhole: early // Minoan & Mycenaean Exhibitions in the British Museum – diptych

 

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where the real action // always is

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2014, 6*, Batman, buildings, city, doing, emptiness, flagpole, identity, karma, mask, others, Robin, shadow, society, space, windows

                                   in the event of evasion
                                   from certain karma

                                   Dick and Bruce will slip
                                   away to an upper room –

                                   they are useless in crowd –
                                   to don costume alone and

                                   deep under their masks,
                                   where plain windows

                                   show a city behind their
                                   deeper selves where they

                                   ease out over edge and
                                   cornice with only shadow

                                   to accompany then stepped
                                   descent through air defined

                                   by façade twenty storeys deep
                                   via flagpole to where the real action

                                   always is

 

 

 

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Batman & shadow wormhole: the silent night of the Batman
buildings wormhole: silence
city wormhole: Buddha Amitabha
doing 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
emptiness & space & windows wormhople: tag cloud poem VIII – growth
identity & others wormhole: right to be
Robin wormhole: never there
society wormhole: castrated

 

‘anyway / is it all just / a dream?’

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2014, 6*, Batman, blue, buildings, clock, dream, flagpole, New York, purple, sidewalk, streets, time, traffic

                casing out an area
in NYC a small square
                                a widened sidewalk before
                                a Civic Building
                where I have my strange fights
                                of foil and counter(feit?):
                                              a street-height flagpole
                                diagonal over a bakery (historic building
                set at slight angle to the rest of the street)
                                good to get over the traffic, let’s see,
                                              a higher flagpole opposite
                                              above the clock
                                                              where I shall arrive
                                                                                 on time – HA!
                                              the perspectives are right and recede
                                                              through purple plane
                                                                                 and blue flank
                                                              I look to find the name of the streets
                                              but there are too many signs
                                                              I don’t know how to
                                                                                 pronounce them and ‘anyway
                                                                                              ‘is it all just
                                                                                                            a dream?’

 

 

 

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Batman wormhole: four-colour pulp into cinematic di[gital]pix[el][live ac]tion so easily makes for semantic palava (if you read what I mean) … the foredreading of Dr Strange
blue & streets wormhole: ‘“Never,” said the Sandman; / he blinked …’
buildings wormhole: glass
dream & purple wormhole: Plumstead – Woolwich 121114
time 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

 

tag cloud poem VII – form new freedom:

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2014, 4*, faces, faith, fall, family, fate, fence, field, film, flagpole, floodlights, floorboards, flow, flowers, flying, fog, Folkestone, footsteps, forest, form, freedom, friendship, frustration, funding, furniture, future, life, tag cloud poem, trees

 

 

 

faces of all faith
                           fall like a family

                           the fate of a father in fear
                           feeling the fence around the field

                           the film, finding fir, lingers over treetops
                           the fire takes the flagpole; the floodlights take the floorboards;

                           flow often  flowers when flying through fog
                           while Folkestone listens to footsteps of distant forest

                                                      form new freedom:

                                                                                 friendship out from frustration
                                                                                 funding all the furniture of future life

 

 

 

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faces wormhole: I could step / more open
family wormhole: Tulips by Sylvia Plath – How Far To Step Before You Raise The Other Foot
father wormhole: Sylvia
film wormhole: the fingers
fir wormhole: the straight line of stones marking the geometry / of death / settle all their own levels over time to make / a new rhythm
flow wormhole: no quota too empty / no fate to fulfil
fog wormhole: 0.42
life wormhole: breathe it all / in
tag cloud poem wormhole: tag cloud poem VI – anyone’s eyes
trees wormhole: sunny morning

 

all the while / the flagpole rope / occasionally flaps / the breeze

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2013, 6*, blue, Castleton, child, church, flagpole, footsteps, glasses, grass, graveyard, green, passing, path, portrait, reading, sound, stone

 

 

 

                             all the while
                      the flagpole rope
                                   occasionally flaps
                             the breeze

                      the five year old walks
                      along behind his grandad

                      then he is on the grass
                      between the stones with
                      careful paunchy steps
                      turnsquick glasses that
                      already look middle-aged
                      to see if the grandad has
                      noticed already gone round
                      the front of the church he
                      turns back behind the stones

                      I return to my book –
                      running ‘placs’ of blue crocs
                      down the tarmac path

 

 

 

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blue wormhole: (Little by Little)
Castleton & reading wormhole: swifts test the chasm of sky
church wormhole: demolition
glasses wormhole: new garden
grass wormhole: wraggle of architecture
green wormhole: 1965
passing wormhole: waiting
path wormhole: Peeks at Castleton
sound wormhole: Saturday
stone wormhole: thar she perched

 

‘turning right …’

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'scape, 1982, 4*, flagpole, moon, Southsea, supermarket, time, walking, windows

 

 

 

                                                                 turning right
                                                                 the moon
                                                                 appeared from a window
                                                                 above the supermarket

                                                                 making for the flagpole

                                                                 six o’clock

 

 

 

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part of >>> Portsmouth – Southsea
moon & & Southsea & walking wormholes: ‘left now …’
time wormhole: winter / weeks
windows wormhole: ‘the dining room …’