Author Archives: Universal Octopus

CHOICE OR NECESSITY?

Twist or turn at every angle.Blister and burn at every tangle.Win or loseeach time you choose.From whose hook is it that you dangle? The end looks very like the start,gain or loss imposed upon you.Molecules all fall apart,skin is cold … Continue reading

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ROSETTA STONE

To the British Museum in W3in very different company.To an Egyptian archaeological mortuary;dismembered torsos and massive heads,disjointed arms and shattered legs;imitations of flesh and bonein granite, sandstone,marble and obsidian.Mirrors of souls buried in oblivion. There,the many who swarmed along the … Continue reading

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MAKE THE MOST OF IT!

Said the Junior Dean. What is “It”that we should make the most of it?What have wethat we can justly boast of it? We have inherited our share of wealth;and karma and good sensehave brought us health. Time weighs not on … Continue reading

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WHAT THEY DIED FOR

What They died forhas not survivedtheir sacrifice. The fabrics of communities that were theirsare pulled apart by rough fingersof their unappreciative heirs. Their homes are bulldozedto feed the appetites of developers. Their schools are surrenderedto the Apostles of Materialism:Educational Factory … Continue reading

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REQUIEM: ARMISTICE DAY

This yearthe dead are blindand do not seem to hearour prayers.Nor do they seem to mindthat we now ownwhat they once thought was theirs. Herethey shed no tearat all the painthey left behind. Now,when they come again,they only findechoes of … Continue reading

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HOLLAND HOUSE – HOLLAND PARK

To Holland House came Elizabeth Vassall,with wealth from her family’s plantations.She had five children by Sir Geoffrey Websterand, at twenty three, created quite a stirwhen she left him for the third Baron Hollandand his more exalted social station.She had attributes … Continue reading

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SCRATCHING WHERE IT DOESN’T ITCH

The fastest may not be the bestnor is Ben Nevis Everest. The rules for host may not suit guest. When the Holy Grail was the Quest,Lancelot’s prowess failed the test. Laughter in the Coliseumcould not be suppressedthough the victims did … Continue reading

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RAINER MARIA RILKE

Fallen Angelsdream of blissand wonder howthatled to this. Lotus risesfrom the mud,spirit casedin flesh and blood. .

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UNDER THE DARK OF THE VINE VERANDA

Coral dust blowsoff the white beachonto the slatted table. Overhead, a trellisof brown wood and green leavesand, pushing through, dense clustersof pink and whiteLadies’ Finger Nails,sweet scented with a trace of lime. An orchestra of cicadas,the rustling of a milliontiny … Continue reading

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FAST LANE

In Uma Devi‘s celestial playgroundin Moulding Lane,the architecture bubbles upwardsin pastel plastic ganglions,culminating in a pantheonof opulent deities staring unsmiling into space.At the entrance a stall sells youAfrican yellow marigold garlands,a bunch of green bananas,a bottle of oil, a coconut;for … Continue reading

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