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Flâneur
Less of a fork, more like a maze Cul de sac, u-turn, or roundabout route Chris-crossing cities, wandering wild A rambling nose for amuse-bouches and side dishes A taste for sharp turns, an eye for live mains Which road is not travelled when most have been tried? Still working through the start menu, rebooting worn Read more
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Parabola
Our thoughts held tight heads aligned are shaped by Time round as round, square as square so bounded by this gravity we sense all this is quite real can we feel anything change without divine intervention? our settled ways become unsettled minds so fixed they become unhinged ~ n.b. Just asking. How difficult is this, Read more
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Star Dancer And Her School Of Dance (Francis Picabia) 1913
One, two, three, four! And step! And stretch! And jump! And turn! We step, then stretch, then jump, then turn Split-sole jazz shoes in unison First pat, then slide, then glide, then twist And step! And stretch! And jump! And turn! We lunge, then lean, then leap, then shift Our heads held high, our movement Read more
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On Reflection
Yeah, great. Another sunset. What’s great about that? Gold, cold, darkness approaches. Day’s end and time to struggle with the night. I want, I need, I long to see another sunrise. Picture that! Another sunrise. Not much to ask, is it? ~ CLP 30/03/2021 Read more
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Spring (Day 11):
We wait by the Wensum. We wait for the kingfisher. We are not disappointed as it flies past twice, breaking its return journey to rest on the buddleja opposite for a few seconds. Later, I wait and watch again. A family gather pointing at silver blue in the bushes across the water. They realise it Read more
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On The Tree
After spring day’s warmth Sleep calls to our sun-pinked skin. Insomniac bird! ~ n.b. Get with the programme, birdie! ~ CLP 30/03/2021 Read more
Journey of Words 