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'scape, 1971, 2016, bardo, birth, blues, Bowie, clouds, desert, emptiness, family, green, grey, home, horizon, ineffable, lemon, life, lifetimes, love, mauve, mist, mountain, orange, rebirth, roots, sky, smoke, sound, speech, steel, travelling, voices, whisper
the wide wide landscape and the family tree
are just the same when found through mist;
blues rising from the homestead chimney
in the grey and green glade of, everwhere;
then everything stepped up over the far
mountains mauve of orange horizon
filled the sky to cross the desert in a
single bound; whispered sweet nothing
into my ear with heightened register as
the clouds pointed unutterably across
the lemon-steel sky, far too wide and grey
and blue to close my mouth, over;
I’ll have to levitate, ascend above the roots
of no return – tug-snapping, pull-holding snap –
you could see, there then, that this was not
about love this was all about being in love
just close your eyes: Lightning Frightening, 1971; Moonage Daydream, 1971
Read the collected movements in David Bowie: Movements in Suite Major
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1971 & Bowie wormhole: words tumble like / boulders – poewieview #25
clouds wormhole: nothing to say
emptiness & lifetimes & sky & speech wormhole: too late:
family wormhole: finding my own true nature – Plumstead, Woolwich, 190915
green & grey & horizon & life wormhole: furl-reach
lemon wormhole: ‘went up to London and what did I see; …’ – poewieview #7
love wormhole: true nature
mauve wormhole: mauve
mist wormhole: fine droplets / across the glass
orange wormhole: like ink – poewieview #23
sound wormhole: fine
travelling wormhole: the sounds of 1969 // [would have] seemed that way – poewieview #13
voices wormhole: 1965
