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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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SUDDENLY SEPARATE SPIDER SENTRY

STILLNESS isthe space between movementsthe crack in the universethe gloved handwith the artto pull aparttwo thin life stitchesand let a stab of nothing in.An eyewith sky behindfor mind,a face blind,a sunflower petal fallingstamen to earth;or bird-song-bird callingeither side of the … Continue reading

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TRAVEL LIGHT

The Mousethat scuttles down the bankacross the bricksand back again,carries no walletand all its baggageis in the simplicityof its brain. The Bird that slidesacross the windhas left its briefcasein a former life,together with its houseits mortgage(and its wife). The Beetle … Continue reading

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MALINEE

Malinee’s father took her to China.There was a reception in their honour.A monkey was brought inand put on the table. It was alive. Its body filled the cage;the head stuck out of the top. Everyone watched.The monkey’s headwas carefully shaved.The … Continue reading

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MIRROR

Swimming in a Cornish sea –Porpoises! (not Cornish), a little way from me.How far?How far from splashing foot to streamlined tail? Following the brain down its mazy trail –thirty yards? a million years?Too far? Not far enough? But eye to … Continue reading

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PROJECT

  IRestingmy shoe and my chin on the gate,I thought I knewhow animals must suffer. Jostling in the concrete slaughterhouse,their sweattheir fearsoaks meand the stench of their faeceschokes meand stifles my lungs.          IIThought-raindoesn’t wet.Taught-paincannot forget;(sinks in deeperthan the brain.) … Continue reading

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THE NOTEBOOK AND THE PEN

Register the birth.Now register the death.All unfinished business ends with the breath.Ends. But then again beginsas we all come back for more.Even though we long forgotwhat it is we come back for. Only while the breath continuesto feed the brainand … Continue reading

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