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Tag Archives: sun
BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE
Super-talented children play on the eternal beach, building castles and cities and civilisations and worlds, anything, everything they want; and try to keep all and each out of everyone else’s reach. Dancing around hand in hand, they themselves are powdered … Continue reading
Posted in Bamboo Leaves
Tagged beautiful, castles, civilisations, dancing, eternal, sea, sun, worlds
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LISTEN
What is that sound? Like the trailing of a fan through a silent anteroom? It is the murmur of air ruffling leaves. It is the herald of the whirlwind which will strip those leaves from their trees and wrench the … Continue reading
THE SUDDENLY SEPARATE SPIDER SENTRY
STILLNESS is the space between movements the crack in the universe the gloved hand with the art to pull apart two thin life stitches and let a stab of nothing in. An eye with sky behind for mind, a face … Continue reading
THE SEASON
The season slides to wind and showers and sharp hot sun (for rare half-hours) and all the world lays waste its powers pursuing what it cannot own. Then mists and fogs and hazy sunrise ships’ dull horns and lazy gull … Continue reading
CALCULATIONS
Space you measure in feet and inches and shoes by where your big toe pinches; seasons by cherry, rose and snow, when may comes and swallows go: empires by rise and fall of kings; weather by rain and drought and … Continue reading
BANDS
Down on the plains the air is thick with dust and shouting. (Even the animals shout as they are goaded to where they do not want to go from where they do not want to be). All curse and squabble … Continue reading
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Tagged Blondin, Brian Taylor, Centre, mind, silence, sun, Time, void
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PURITY
In the dark tabernacle, a shaft of sunlight illumines the heart and shines through a million years of dust. Clouds and clouds of swirling dust spiralling through the light which spills in a golden pool on damp, grey stone and … Continue reading
