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Knotted
I’m twisted up like forgotten jewelry that has become each other’s best friend
Untangling while frustrated will have me give up and try later again
I need a different approach
I’ll think I’m close to unraveling
Then another string causes for a different stroke
The knotting of jewelry is intricate , delicate
One wrong move could be the end of it
The time I spend on this i...
Saturday 7th September 2024 1:24 am
(not) painting a Carr's water-biscuit box
(not) painting a Carr’s water-biscuit box
George looked at me, in an all-knowing way, and said
“paint what you see”
as he handed me a Carr’s water-biscuit box
it’s blue, I thought, and boring,
but I took it away and set it on a table
in luke-warm autumn sunlight
after a while, I had a rough oil pastel sketch
that I thought was quite accomplished
I had caught the slight sheen from th...
Wednesday 26th February 2014 5:01 pm
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