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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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JUPITER SPINS

Jupiter spins, they say, three times as fastas earth and thus enjoys a shorter day.They say the sun will grow and then, at last,burn up the planets which lie in its way. They say, the universe is growingor perhaps has … 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 feelspain piercing and deep;often so deep that of itself it heals;a child … Continue reading

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JUNE

A dry Juneand roses and honeysuckletumble in riotous flowerdown the path, below the gate,in anticipation of drought. They rush slowly(keeping vegetable time)towards the battlefieldof fern and bramblewhich flows,inconclusively,to the cliff edge.Beyond, the sea. The mind takes on the colourof what … Continue reading

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APRIL

April was hot and dry. The red earth respondedby blowing as dust in the wind.The green earth respondedby smothering itself with flowers of a thousand colours. The Water Board respondedby banning hosepipesand promising to charge morefor redistributing the rain(if it … Continue reading

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PRETENDERS

Let’s pretend, say the childrenrushing to the beach,building high their castle wallsas far as they can reach. Let’s pretend, say their parentslying in the sunthat we’ve just won the lotteryand our new Life has begun! Let’s pretend, say the teenagers,that … Continue reading

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BETHANY

In the grey mist of an English dawn,the starling stamps and prods and probesand generally disturbsthe lawn,seeking to confirman English proverb. Beneath the green of an English lawn,the patient wormcatchesthe bird. In this numbingcosmic dance,each one givesand takes his chanceto … Continue reading

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