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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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PYRAMIDS AND SARCOPHAGI

Why did they spend so much time there in the anteroom of death?What could they prepare?Paper possessions as light as breath were too heavy for their dead to bear away from the fire. Why did they keep their eyeson pyramid, … Continue reading

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ETERNITY

Looking with dispassion,with equanimity,doesn’t it shine brighter than a thousand suns?The broken wing,the severed finger,the uncompleted life‘the smyler with the knife’the smell of fearspirochaetes, viruses and germsand the ever-chewing sepulchral worms? And don’t we see a thousand times and morethat … Continue reading

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DIAMOND MOUNTAIN

Wind blows.Rattles an invocationtwo thousand years oldfrom bronze temple bells. Brushes a susurrusfrom ten thousand oak leaves.Draws from their branchesthe moaning of two hundred year old wood,the dry sound of a long-forgotten oboe. Causes a seventy year old manon a … Continue reading

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IMAGES OF ETERNITY

(Dust for the Human DustBeen) The photographer has discoveredhowto change the Present into the Pastjust as fastas he can. So that his facsimiles can replacethe Present of the next man’s Now. Both the photographer and the next manwaste the treasureof … Continue reading

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IN THE DEAD TREE THE DRAGON SINGS

Which tree?Which dragon? A coffin is a dismembered, sawn up tree,undoubtedly dead.The dragon inside could be you or mea winding sheet from heel to head.Buried alive, unable to get out,I can’t think we’d have much to sing about. Merlin was … Continue reading

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LISTEN

What is that sound?Like the trailing of a fanthrough a silent anteroom? It is the murmur of airruffling leaves. It is the herald of the whirlwindwhich will strip those leaves from their treesand wrench the trees from the hillsideand blast … Continue reading

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