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on time
the first ambulance was called this afternoonit was haphazardly parkedacross three Residents Only parking baysno blue light, no alarmengine ticking as it cooledthe paramedics attending someonesomewhere in this new blockbuilt in this ‘village’built for ‘Retirement Living’built for passing throughthere is no shop, no barjust solar powered bungalowssimilarly attiredsmaller than to which they were familiarthe different →
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on Ukraine
We cannot spend dozens of,thousands of, our people so that they perishfor the sake of Crimea coming back, we understandthat Crimea can be brought back diplomatically*If this is the truthwhy not follow the logicto a conclusion?in translation”spend…thousands of our people” sounds too expensivesounds as if the costsare prohibitively highthese lives that you spend ~n.b. VZ, →
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on memory
Precious secondsNo longerThan a pulseSparking through a synapseA silent rewindLacking beat of heartHeat of breathSweat of browYour tighteningReleasing meYou breakingInto laughterWith my spent collapse Again, again, moreThan I can bearTo remember~n.b. Sometimes it would be nice to be allowed to forget, n’est-ce pas? CLP 03/12/2024 →
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Christmas Movie Channel
the tv channel returned firstchurning out Christmas moviesas the shadows of the forces of destructionpassed over the homes of Gazadishing out gifts to childrenin the spirit of Herodthe people who could, took flightto Egyptnext came supermarket Christmas offerson litre bottles of Bailey’sas Pyongyang’s young men donned Russian uniformand took to Kursk’s fatal steppesto become trappedlike →
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on Ukraine
Power networks hitHeat, lights, communicationsWinter’s icy grip~ CLP 28/11/2024 →
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on neighbours
They moved in last weekShe’s complaining alreadyIt’s too quiet round hereI turned my music upI’ve heard nothing since~n.b. ‘“You can please some of the people some of the time, but you can’t please all of the people all of the time.” Abraham Lincoln said that.’ Bob Dylan sang that. CLP 24/11/2024 →
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on Ukraine
Before it’s too latePerhaps everyone needs tostop and take a breakThe ladder will endEach additional step upLeads us all nowhere~ CLP 22/11/2024 →
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on a winter morning
it might be mid-Juneclean sky, orange horizonbut for skeletal oaksopaque car windscreensfrustrate mechanical routinesfrosted bodyworklone cyclist slips pastcocooned commuters’ vehiclessteaming traffic jamtreading out to schooltrio of teenage girls thrilledby icy puddles~n.b. The intricacy of Jack Frost’s work on a neighbour’s car demanded my attention. CLP 21/11/2024 →