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travelling,

25 Monday Nov 2019

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'scape, 2019, 5*, afternoon, blue, crane, direction, fields, golf, grey, horizon, passing, patchwork, pointing, pylon, sky, towers, train, travelling, white, wind turbines, yellow

                travelling,

                an accord of yellow cranes
                pointing all in the direction passed

                golf greens flat and patchwork
                before fields of pylons on the horizon

                pointing awry in the sky yielding
                to cooling towers spuming in the direction passed

                into the sky until the white wind
                turbines underline the blue and grey afternoon

 

travelling north through the midlands to Cumbria back through 32 years of time …

 

 

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

afternoon & passing & sky & train & travelling & white wormhole: travel // when I die
blue & grey wormhole: blue sky high
crane wormhole: poessay XI – piquant love
horizon & yellow wormhole: Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters] – valley

 

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work

08 Sunday May 2016

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1978, contemplation, dressing gown, garden, Genesta Road, leaves, lifetimes, morning, Nan, night, patchwork, seasons, self-effacement, selflessness, sun, tea, time, work

 

 

genesta garden

 

                           my grandmother’s
                           multi-coloured patchwork gown;

                           she climbed the garden steps
                           at night and stood

                           contemplating
                           work done work to be done

                           in the morning
                           the sun was on the leaves

                           and glinted off the mug of tea
                           she’d been drinking

 

my ‘grandmother’ was Gladys Charlotte Conlay who lived a life of work for all her families, without guile or motive, between 1906 and 1989; the garden was in ‘Genesta Road’ – her last home which she made with her divorced daughter and her two grandsons

 

nan

 

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

garden & night wormhole: Michael Redford: triptych
Genesta Road wormhole: new garden
leaves wormhole: dog bark
lifetimes wormhole: a theremin note – poewieview #21
morning wormhole: nothing to say
Nan wormhole: finding my own true nature – Plumstead, Woolwich, 190915
sun wormhole: b / r / e / a / t / h / i / n / g
tea wormhole: Automat, 1927 – held
time wormhole: the both passive and transitive / non-presumptive pre-conceptualist attenuation of being
work wormhole: Teaching career: much like Monet’s ‘Impression: soleil levant’ or, in the long run, de Chirico’s ‘The Red Tower’

 

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‘my grandmother’s …’

21 Wednesday Sep 2011

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'scape, 1978, 5*, garden, Genesta Road, kitchen, muse, Nan, patchwork, portrait, sun

 

 

 

                           my grandmother’s
                           multi-coloured patchwork gown;
                           she climbed the garden steps
                                     at night
                           and stood in the garden

                                     in the morning
                           the sun was on the leaves
                           and glinted on the mug of tea
                           she’d been drinking

 

 

 

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

… part of: nan
garden & kitchen & muse & Nan wormhole: morning / through / the open door
sun wormhole: the long road

 

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… Mark; remember …

"... the impulse to keep to yourself what you have learned is not only shameful; it is destructive. Anything you do not give freely and abundantly becomes lost to you. You open your safe to find ashes." ~ Annie Dillard

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  • Bodhisattvacharyavatara
    • Chapter 1
    • Chapter 10
    • Chapter 2
    • Chapter 3
    • Chapter 4
    • Chapter 5
    • Chapter 6
    • Chapter 7
    • 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!
    • F–K, wha’ th’
    • L-P 33 1/3 rpm
    • Q-T pie
    • U-Z together forever
  • me
  • others
  • poemics
  • poeviews
  • teaching matters
  • William Carlos Williams
  • wormholes

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