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cowl

09 Monday Jul 2018

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2017, 4*, Batman, breathing, control, cowl, duty, eyebrow, jaw, looking, struggle, thinking, white

                                cowl

                to look with semi-circular whites
                to breathe under the whitened prow

                breaking waves, to think with
                whitened arching eyebrows requires

                the hanging jaw of duty and struggle
                and unerring muscular control

 

 

 

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Batman & thought wormhole: sometimes
breathing & looking wormhole: PASTORAL by William Carlos Williams
thinking wormhole: PASTORAL by William Carlos Williams
white wormhole: I

 

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wakeoutofadream

10 Wednesday May 2017

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2013, 6*, career, circular poem, contentment, CPD, defensive, defining, dream, freedom, gap, history, identity, KUE, lesson observation, loneliness, measure, process, professionalism, propaganda, sitting, stillness, struggle, teaching, time, true nature, waking

                                                                                wakeoutofadream
                       both content and free                            where I struggle
                   that is your true self                                         to take the measure
      and inhabit the loneliness                                              of the class I track and train
               and go with neither                                                  brilliant to my design
between define and defend                                                      and told upon inspection
           (nothing to stand on)                                                      I should be engineering them
                        to find the gap                                                   by process
to history or the propaganda                                                and should have been
   moving neither left nor right                                         for years now
                                   keep your seat                            what have I been doing?
                                                              just

 

 

 

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career & identity wormhole: weight
circular poem: no / thing
dream wormhole: that comicbookshop … // … in dreams
history wormhole: cut while you’re ahead/cut while you’re a thread – poewieview #35
loneliness wormhole: lonely and free
professionalism wormhole: retirement
sitting wormhole: bud
stillness wormhole: still
teaching wormhole: Virginia
time wormhole: Salisbury Cathedral // suspended in everything

 

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lost

26 Saturday Oct 2013

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2012, 4*, career, groundlessness, identity, lost, sleep, struggle

 

 

 

                                                                                 lost

                                          I don’t want to go to sleep
                           I’ll wake up at the slightest disturbance

                           and find that I’ve been battling
                           with the stone walls for hours

                           I’d rather stay awake
            and numb

 

 

 

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

career wormhole: dream / career
groundlessness & sleep wormhole: I am the / luckiest man alive
identity wormhole: “so …”
struggle wormhole: both

 

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both

22 Monday Jul 2013

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2011, 4*, acceptance, being, growth, openness, pointlessness, struggle, writing

 

 

 

                                                              realised
                                my writing is either
                                              seeing and open
                                or struggling with the pointlessness

                                                              both my solution
                and my eternal struggle
                                                              mawkish when separate
                                              sublime when together

 

 

 

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acceptance wormhole: gulp // spout // and recede
being wormhole: stop
openness wormhole: happens
pointlessness wormhole: the / pyrrhic / play
struggle wormhole: meditation session
writing wormhole: unspectacularly / unexpectantly / undulatingly

 

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meditation session

05 Saturday Jan 2013

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2013, 6*, acceptance, awareness, being, breathing, distraction, mind, sitting, struggle, thought, voices

this is actually my New Year’s poem but it took a little time to get between two halves of a bun. Happy New Year everyone!

 

 

 

                                          meditation session

                                          uh oh
                                here comes another one
                                a giant hamburger
                                waitamminit I don’t eat meat
                                nomatter an inch thick round
                                of meat the exact width
                                of two palpy whitebuns
                                butwholemeal tangy pickle
                                marinating into still-crunchy
                                lettuce and I’m going to
                                bite into it, I know it, and
                                I’ll close my eyes and
                                the bread will mulch
                                there’ll be meat-tang up
                                the roof of my mouth there’ll be
                                pickle-tang at my gills drinkjuice
                                mulch swallow eyes-roll but
                                          instead
                                this one is so big it has swallowed me
                                I have become one of the ingredients
                                but
                                                      that
                                                                                 means
                                I’llbeswallowedsoon aghhh …

                                          back to the breath

 

 

 

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acceptance wormhole: from lost / to open
awareness & breathing wormholes: OK, quiet now / for the register
being wormhole: … satisfaction
distraction wormhole: poessay V: // writing / as practice while / writing
mind wormhole: realisation
sitting wormhole: “don’t move / just die / over and over … / be true to / yourself / and don’t move” / – Suzuki Roshi
struggle wormhole: umbrella duel
thought wormhole: poessay IV
voices wormhole: the Mark Redford Problem

 

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umbrella duel

30 Sunday Dec 2012

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2012, 4*, Batman, black bat, carnation, cigar, identity, orchid, Penguin, portrait, struggle

 

 

 

                                     umbrella duel

                           but why do we do this
                           the Batman thinks to himself
                           but no – too late – he has
                           forgotten the parry
                           his cape crumpled
                           across his shoulders
                           like a fallen orchid
                           does not flow and express
                           fine truths anymore

                           the Penguin however
                           has held his cigar poised
                           between two gloved fingers ready
                           for its proper time and
                           jabbed without thought or dress
                           as fine as the carnation
                           he insisted on wearing
                           in his lapel this morning

 

 

 

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Batman & black bat wormholes: the Penguin’s trap
identity wormhole: from lost / to open

 

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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
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    • 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
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