Category Archives: Blondin

PYRAMIDS AND SARCOPHAGI

Why did they spend so much time therein the anteroom of death?What could they prepare?Paper possessions as light as breathwere too heavy for their dead to bearaway from the fire.Why did they keep their eyeson pyramid, tomb and funeral pyre?Even … Continue reading

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YOU ARE AT PEACE

You are at peaceand someone comes,thoughtless not unkind,and jogs you with his moment;demands your recognition,your admission,your consentto his place in your mind. What do you do?What harm has he doneto you?What calm had you wonand no room for him inside? … Continue reading

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COMPLETING CYCLES

The Juggler throwshis batons at the sun.The sky throws them back againlike rain,each and every one. Surely by now he knowswhat it is he’s gaining? Come Mr. Juggler,look at it from your point of view,just how long has it been … Continue reading

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AMERICA, AMERICA

We raised our hats to you, Mr Lincoln.We believed every word that you said.And when life spilled into darknessin a night of theatre,we believed, even though you were dead. From the decay that was Europe, we sent you our sonsto … Continue reading

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NORMAL

Pain is in proportion to livingness.The more alive you are,the more it hurtsto live.This is normal. The young hurt mostbut mend quickest.New flesh healswhere old flesh withers.Young mind feels pain piercing and deep;often so deep that of itself it heals;a … Continue reading

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BLUEBOTTLE MIND

Even in all your fine regalia,hint of blue and buzzing wingall the trappings of your kind,you are far from being a substantial thing,and all your efforts end in failure.All entomic paraphernalia,proboscis, thorax, abdomen, wings that fly,six legs, antennae, multi-faceted eye,are … Continue reading

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THE PERFECT TEAM NEEDS PERFECT PLAYERS

The boy brokethe old man’s window.He said he felt fineand still loved the old man. The old man broke the boy’s window.He wanted to show him the view,and how the lawn led on to the treesand, high above, the empyrean … Continue reading

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