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Exhibitions
I remember the sun;
the sun was important,
although all the art was inside
and in perfect pride of place,
skirting the walls
and planted in rows.
My feet young, but the air old,
and moss overgrown on
the war memorial outside.
True, you need light for shade,
a chiaroscuro, and
a half-full glass raised.
The place is almost silent
with must, damp, old coins...
Wednesday 26th September 2018 10:34 pm
Ebbing
Beside the water,
torch-lit in wide places,
the muddy track fades
and ash and oak are ragged
paper props,
before, beside, behind.
The thaw bleeds out
over marsh and moor,
swept away back east
with lines of fields
pockmarked
and played out.
My own earth is in the box
where
the heart smokes
and is painted on the floor,
where dogs rush to me a...
Monday 8th January 2018 1:26 am
The Way The Wind Is Blowing
Getting famous
with wilderness;
judgement's feather-light
body-blows, cascade
through vertigo.
Too old to start
afresh, AGAIN;
swimming in the scorched
starlight, of youth, eyes
unblemished, bright.
This is all fair,
where would it be
otherwise? How could
the cymbals clang warped
for us, weak heroes?
Or soften, as fruit
rich, nourishin...
Tuesday 2nd January 2018 5:59 pm
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