Category Archives: Blondin

A SHELL

A SHELLa big shellon a warm sand shelfbuilding long and strongout at last kept out. TIME to decidewhat’s insidefor inside meditationfor contemplation.Any answers? A SKULLa big skullwith a warm snug selfbuilding long and strongto keep out out. EYE, ear and … Continue reading

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PURITY

In the dark tabernacle,a shaft of sunlightillumines the heartand shines througha million years of dust. Clouds and clouds of swirlingdustspirallingthrough the lightwhich spills in a golden poolon damp, grey stone and iron rust. When the light movesit does not take … Continue reading

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THE SEASON

The season slidesto wind and showersand sharp hot sun(for rare half-hours)and all the worldlays waste its powerspursuing what it cannot own. Then mists and fogs and hazy sunriseships’ dull horns and lazy gull cries. Now blazing heat(bone dry pails)sandy feetsingle … Continue reading

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UP TO DATE AND READY TO GO

It may not be the bearded manwho smiles at you and explodes.It may not be the errant tyrethat slides on the icy roads.It may not be the scaffolding plankthat bounces on your head.It may not be pneumoniathat smothers you in … Continue reading

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HAPPINESS

The great stone Hall is silentthat is now millennia old.Through the western windowsshines a glorious sun.It floods the walls and floors,the tables, chairs and doors,panelling, pictures, artefactsand illumines every oneuntil the wraiths that gathercry out in their joy,‘Everything is gold!Whatever … Continue reading

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TOMORROW AND TOMORROW

The pulling string,which is Time’s tether,bringsand bindsall thingstogetherin the contoured galleries of our minds. Piaf has been deadthese thirty years or moreand yet her voice is boughtand sold in any CD store. Yesterday and tomorrow,mingled joy and sorrow,are raw material … Continue reading

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THE PUNISHMENT FOR LISTENING IS HEARING

Maybe the ostrich is right.Not to be told or hear the cruel jokeis not to have felt its spite.Things will happen one way or another.All he need do is hold his breath,and take care not to smother,or choke. .

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FURZE AND BRACKEN

The furze and brackenis browned and a little battered.The Michaelmas daisiesand brambles shine in the September sun.A Painted Lady slowlyopens and closes its wings. Every momentis a fork in the roadand every forkis always the same,the choice between right and … Continue reading

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SEPTEMBER SUN

Dry and ripening:sea flat and shininglike burning glass. Gulls floatinglike ducks on a giant’s pond. Small Coppers, Blues and Hairstreaksplayinglike blown leavesin parched grass. Victoria plums,blackberries. This is the turningof the yearwhen all that is thought of as ‘there’is found … Continue reading

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YOU WORRY? YOU?

You worry? You?Nobody cares.They may make sounds,give you talk,sympathy,a few smileswithin bounds.None carebeyond the question-answer-sympathy.Take them while they’re there;there is no empathy. Of course, others expect it toolike you;civilisation sits on that,alluring but absurd – and much too fat. .

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