place

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2014, 7*, capitalism, child, doing, doubt, earth, energy, finding, gentleness, groundlessness, hair, hands, hope, leading, letting go, London, lurch, market, placement, precision, seeing, shift, sound, streets, thinking, vindication, waves, weight

                      not seeing
                      the energy
                      shift and wave
                      underneath

                      I flex in all the
                      wrong places to
                      ground my own
                      earth to stand

                      on, there, there
                      is the precision
                      but then I easily
                      despise my hope

                      and put on weight
                      far too quick to
                      judge and lurch
                      toward vindication

                      it’s just ‘thinking’
                      that makes it so
                      a toddler’s head
                      chatters by your side

                      just let them all be
                      let their bouncing hair
                      be gentleness to the
                      palm of the hand but

                      don’t take them by
                      the hand to lead them
                      through the streets
                      of London, there’s

                      nothing to find in found
                      and always there are
                      smiling deals to make,
                      letting go, in the market

                      place

 

 

 

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capitalism wormhole: miss / ad / venture – poewieview #22
child wormhole: municipal garden
doing wormhole: holiday
groundlessness wormhole: the quiet whale
hair wormhole: and I lose sight of her into memory
hands wormhole: twilight / and parasols down / within minutes
letting go wormhole: woman / has worked in the gym / got a build
London wormhole: landscape of cloud over London / with differing depths of grey
seeing & thinking wormhole: time
sound wormhole: Tara mantras
streets wormhole: ‘charcoal grey-slate sky …’
vindication wormhole: the writing’s on the wall
waves wormhole: concordance

 

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lesson from watching two crane flies work the evening / skating across the panes flying and pushing legs grappling / the glass crossing repulsive over themselves and clinging akimbo / for a rest until lifeless just to get their stickly bodies through to the light

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2013, 7*, apple tree, awareness, being, blue, breeze, Castleton, death, doing, eggs, evening, feeling, feet, flying, glass, holiday, kitchen, leaves, life, light, living, mindfulness, placement, table, warp, weft

                lesson from watching two crane flies work the evening
                skating across the panes flying and pushing legs grappling
                the glass crossing repulsive over themselves and clinging akimbo
                for a rest until lifeless just to get their stickly bodies through to the light

                                it is so sweet and simple
                                what I have to do: the keep
                                of mind on what I do the
                                turning of the lens until
                                what I am and what I do
                                are so clear and resplendent
                                that I can see each thread
                                of the warp and weft of the
                                blue gingham cloth hanging
                                over the edge of the wicker
                                basket holding speckless-
                                shaped eggs four to welcome
                                us to the holiday cottage

                back to Castleton two years on, cool feet on the fresh-laid flooring
                fresh breeze through the leaves of the apple tree
                but the drop-leaf table in the kitchen
                is mine all mine

 

 

 

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awareness wormhole: redundant
being wormhole: too much in arrival
blue wormhole: ssreet chak-chak
breeze wormhole: in the / Citadel / Park / a leaf / new / ly fell
Castleton wormhole: on the raised patio reading Plath
death & life wormhole: stone
doing wormhole: prelude: // travel
evening wormhole: south horizon
feet wormhole: six paramitas
glass wormhole: Salisbury Cathedral // suspended in everything
holiday wormhole: holiday
kitchen wormhole: Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters] – snow
leaves wormhole: monument to vainglory
living wormhole: wasted –
table wormhole: retirement

 

tiling

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2016, border, co-ordinate, corner, direction, identity, life, meaning, narrative, placement, square, tiles, writing

 

 

 

                           tiling

                           don’t even go looking
                           for the narrative before

                           you see the borders
                           become corners before

                           the squares are oblique
                           and before the cardinal

                           markers show the inner
                           lines inferring co-ordinate

 

 

 

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identity wormhole: my seat // now
life wormhole: Elektra
meaning & writing wormhole: substance

 

the bench / on the fourth sister from / Birling Gap before the / wind-brushed scrub and gorse / and the grey-blue sky / smoothed through the / fishtank-blue horizon to / grey-green sea

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'scape, 2013, 4*, being, bench, Birling Gap, blue, Cuckmere Haven, Eastbourne, gorse, green, grey, horizon, placement, purple, sea, Seven Sisters, sky, stillness, walking, wind

 

 

 

                                                              the bench
                                              on the fourth sister from
                                              Birling Gap before the
                                              wind-brushed scrub and gorse
                                              and the grey-blue sky
                                              smoothed through the
                                              fishtank-blue horizon to
                                              grey-green sea

                           one sugared
                           deep purple
                           blackcurrant
                           fruit jelly

 

 

 

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being & green & wind wormhole: Birmingham / 030413
bench wormhole: possible
blue sky & grey & sky wormhole: school uniform
Eastbourne wormhole: varnish
horizon wormhole: my life / of others
purple wormhole: 1967
sea wormhole: objective intimacy
stillness wormhole: at the apex
walking wormhole: dropped ’till you’ve shopped

 

oh

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'scape, 2012, 4*, blue, buildings, death, height, life, Manhattan, Mum, muse, pink, placement, roof, windows

 

 

 

                      oh

            the bittersweet beauty
            of the apartment block window
                                              stood at any stage
            up the face of the building
                                dizzy
                      looking up further to the top
            back from the main façade
                      stepped and higher
                                or dwarfed by yet another block
            kept in place by its
                      gigantitude
                                everything kept in place
                      by gigantitude

                                ~o~

            when I was young an image
            of a building so many floors high
            pinnacling to a turret roof
            on the pink cover
                      on the blue cover
            of the insurance policies
            that my Mum kept

            my mother is now dead
            the policies came to nothing

 

 

 

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… part of: mum
blue wormhole: blue walnut
buildings & Manhattan & windows wormhole: avenues of uprise
death wormhole: experience of the huge
life wormhole: ‘the blues …’
Mum wormhole: 200310
muse wormhole: ‘standing astride …’
pink wormhole: all
roof wormhole: comicbook morning

 

sit

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2011, 5*, breathing, growth, home, placement, posture, sitting

 

 

 

                      sit

            and concentrate on breathing
            but concentrate on breathing
            as part of sitting

            in the room
            in the world
            the last piece
            of the jigsaw
            placed in the space
            that is perfect for it
            in the only space
            where it could fit
            and make sense of
            the whole picture

            the piece that knew
            its own bays and headlands
            its orientation its code
            its plane and texture
            its fine piece of colour
            its own weight

            but didn’t know where
            it fitted until it sat
            precisely where it is
            precisely where its
            bays and headlands
            orientation and codes
            planes and textures
            colour and weight

            disappeared into
            headlands and bays
            position and sequence into
            arrival and docking
            sight-seeing and greeting

            so don’t sit
            sloppy and languid sit
                      pristinely

            as you are you

                      sitting

                                   ly

 

 

 

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breathing & & posture & sitting wormholes: even though