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WAITING

Magdalen’s groundsare full of life,full of space.Space, which is mownand cleared,tended and enclosed,its waterways unchoked,brown and sparkling clear.It is home to ducksand coots,to dragonflies and deer. Grass and paths and gatesand streamsand yesterday’s undergraduatesare waiting.Not for the return of the … Continue reading

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TWIGHLIGHT OF THE GODS

The Gods are interlopers all.They collect like a cruston the cooling radianceof the Centre. Their time being up, they fallas fall they must,evaporating in the shining radianceof the Centre. The Gods are historical figures.Outside of History,they have no existence. First … 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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IN AND OUT OF WINDOWS

“In and out the windowsas we have done before.” Moving in and out of beingstopping just this side of seeing,in and out of life they pass,kestrel, robin, spider, mouse.Each their special shapes they wear,striving on from here to there.From here … Continue reading

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TRENINNOW LANE

Treninnow Lane is tangleddark and overgrownwith angledbeech and arching sycamore.No cars drive downand fern and nettle,dandelion and dock slumberin this extraordinary summer’s heat. Spiders’ webs are spun tightand Speckled Woods and Tortoiseshells meet,lifting and drifting,in and out of pools of … Continue reading

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KNOTTING AND TATTING

The stringof Being windsthroughout a luminous universe. Everythingyour hand reaches out to graspis Adam’s curseand a knotappears within your mind. Your original faceis suddenly forgot,hid in your own entanglement. .

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BAMBOO LEAVES

Their leaves of grass emerge and fade;with windblown rustling tongues converse.The grove has grown throughout the universe,spreads everywhere its pleasant living shade;creating north south east and west(the fierce, unending struggle to be best);relentlessly growing.The variety is unimaginable,the sameness unknowingand unknowable. … Continue reading

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