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Tag Archives: haiku

distance

06 Friday Sep 2019

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2019, 4*, air, distance, dust, future, haiku, passing, Spring, wind turbines

                                        distance

                                      passing revolving
                turbine blades; spring air stirs dust
                      into the future

 

 

 

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air wormhole: at Kreukenhof
haiku[esque] wormhole: Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters] – pigs
passing & Spring wormhole: everything is caused by something, which / something is caused by something else, nothing / stands alone where all pass as phantoms

 

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Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters] – pigs

28 Friday Sep 2018

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2*, 2018, breathing, haiku, pigs, pink, sound, stillness

                                                pigs

                              not a quiver, in-
                breath, a staccato bark, pink
                     bullets everywhere

 

read the collected work as it is published: here
this is an appliquiary to: Tne Boats of Vallisneria by Michael J Redford – With Pigs

 

 

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breathing wormhole: THURSDAY by William Carlos Williams
haiku[esque] wormhole: volcanic rock
pink wormhole: The Boats of Vallisneria by Michael J. Redford – With Pigs
sound wormhole: only
stillness wormhole: getting fat in me old age

 

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volcanic rock

17 Sunday Sep 2017

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2014, 4*, clouds, Gran Canaria, haiku, hills, pine, rock, valley, water

                                                volcanic rock

                             pines almost reach
                the tops of the hills opposite
                   sip water from clouds

 

 

 

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clouds & haiku[esque] wormhole: pink and orange
hills wormhole: ssreet chak-chak
pine & valley wormhole: garden
water wormhole: make your rickety / constructs strong with / unbending grids / of attention and wide- / open grates of let

 

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pink and orange

16 Saturday Sep 2017

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2014, 3*, bougainvillea, clouds, Gran Canaria, haiku, orange, pink, rock

                                                pink and orange

                                bougainvillea
                clouded refreshing around
                   seamed-rock resort

 

 

 

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clouds wormhole: ‘avenue of wraggled gorse tops …’
haiku[esque] wormhole: holiday
orange wormhole: ‘charcoal grey-slate sky …’
pink wormhole: over-pink cagoule

 

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holiday

15 Friday Sep 2017

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2*, 2014, being, doing, haiku, holiday, hope, planning, time

     holiday

                       biggest foil to time
                to self: haemorrhaging of
                  building plan and hope

 

 

 

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being & doing wormhole: h’rk ‘eh ‘heh ‘hair ‘yeah ‘eh?
haiku[esque] wormhole: ‘charcoal grey-slate sky …’
holiday wormhole: jump start
time wormhole: I turn to wake up

 

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‘charcoal grey-slate sky …’

04 Monday Sep 2017

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'scape, 2014, 3*, black, charcoal, city, emptiness, grey, haiku, orange, rooftops, sky, streetlight, streets

                               charcoal grey-slate sky
                     between black-empty rooftops
                         past orange streetlight

 

 

 

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black wormhole: landscape of cloud over London / with differing depths of grey
city wormhole: windows // and balconies
emptiness wormhole: nothing doing is important / or worthy in itself
grey wormhole: a nice grey woollen picnic blanket
haiku[esque] wormhole: morning sun
orange wormhole: the // orange rose
rooftops wormhole: Infantino / district of Gotham
sky wormhole: … vague / thunder
streetlight wormhole: faintly apricot air?
streets wormhole: Mark & Jon at the coffee shop IV: right angles

 

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morning sun

23 Friday Jun 2017

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'scape, 2013, 5*, clouds, dove, flying, haiku, morning, passing, sun, trees

                                              morning sun

                         flock of turtle doves
                heave low over tree and high
                   below cloud, glinting

 

 

 

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clouds wormhole: landscape of cloud over London / with differing depths of grey
haiku[esque] wormhole: ‘quick – she’s gone to pay …’
morning & trees wormhole: municipal garden
passing wormhole: written relief to / creeping anaesthesia / through palimpsest / and crankled page
sun wormhole: garden

 

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‘quick – she’s gone to pay …’

14 Wednesday Jun 2017

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2013, 4*, Carol, child, haiku, shop, sound

 

                         quick – she’s gone to pay –
                      childcry from outside and beep
                         of cash register

 

 

 

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Carol wormhole: garden
child wormhole: singsong chant
haiku[esque] wormhole: 1968 – orange sand and mauve mist
sound wormhole: St. Edmund’s / Parish Church / Castleton

 

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1968 – orange sand and mauve mist

19 Thursday Jan 2017

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1968, 2014, 4*, Burt Bacharach, Dionne Warwick, haiku, land, mauve, mist, noise, orange, silence

                                                1968 – orange sand and mauve mist

                              probably twenty
                miles across the empty land
                  the traffic still swooshed

 

put down a hundred down and buy a car: do you know the way to San Jose: Dionne Warwick & Burt Bacharach

 

 

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Burt Bacharach & Dionne Warwick & mist wormhole: 1966
haiku[esque] wormhole: 1964
mauve & orange wormhole: 1967
silence wormhole: the skyline

 

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1964

21 Monday Nov 2016

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1964, 2014, 3*, boats, Burt Bacharach, Dionne Warwick, haiku, jumper, searching, wind

                1964

                                down by the fishing
                boats the wind still searches through
                     the aran jumper

 

simply and retrieved from reach out for me by Dionne Warwick & Burt Bacharach

 

 

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1964 & Burt Bacharach, Dionne Warwick & wind wormhole: 1964
haiku[esque] wormhole: balance
searching wormhole: sleep now

 

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    • Introduction
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    • 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 …
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    • 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
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