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on the Moon
Hey!it’s turned to amberslow downproceed with cautionbe alertprepare to stopfrom the north-side of Lac Lemanlooking southto winter’s last refugethe Alps are obscuredby a scarf of smokethat is slowly curlingaround Earth’s necklike a pythondriven from the forestby fireCanada turns to charcoalthe full Moon flickers on amber~n.b. That mist on the lake, I assumed was heat of →
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Ghosts
It takes years for them to take formFrom memories confused with memoriesA head-scarf, the style of hairA coat, a manner of talkingA snatch of laughterThe balance when walkingThrough the market stallsOn the air, a scentA melodyWhen night takes hold its betterWhere they inhabit is not so clearIn shadows casts by street lightIn restaurant cornersAnd closed →
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on Ukraine
In 1948, Steinbeck in A Russian Journal wrote of the Ukrainian people:They spoke anxiously of war, they had so much of it.Our towns are destroyed alreadywhat more can it do?We will defend ourselvesin the snowand in the forestsand in the fieldsWhat was a moment in historyis now a way of lifeWhat is the prizethese invaders →
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on Ukraine
Punch, counter-punchStab, thrust, bombAll the mothers knowLottery of life and deathHolds them at knife-pointIs this the final dice rollOr just another false dawnA fake news dayEdging then along until they hearThe boy’s key in the lockOr the postie’s fateful knock~ n.b. And so it goes on, more vicious by the day, more so by night. →
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on cricket
did you do your bestbetween the umpire’s call “Play”and his last of “Time”?~n.b. A game in which individuals contribute their best efforts to the team, as time permits; very much as in life itself. CLP 28/05/2025 →
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on May
it is a long monthwe have enjoyed warmer daysbut now pray for rainto Europe’s east warWe need human resourcesnot just munitionsnowhere is safe nowKyiv is attacked day and nightonly the dead restin the Holy Landa new testament writtenin blood of childrenthe wringing of handsringing of cash registersversus body-countnow The Genocideassumes a new currencycafé talk topictelevision →
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on Ukraine
What day is it?Does it matter?It’s raining bombsWhen the children are playingWhen the churches are openIs anyone still watching?Talk is cheapLives are cheapWhen money stalksThe Land of The FreeKyiv can’t buy a break~ CLP 25/05/2025 →
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