MOVING INTO MÉNILMONTANT 

A new place to call home… painting new tales onto old walls in Ménilmontant, Paris… Before… Yes, I do make cutouts of furniture from paper to see what will fit where (I am a patternmaker, afterall!!) The Magic Team Stories Movers (hijacked friends)… A light at the top… Those now famed 5 flights up- no […]

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PARIS IN PICTURES

After a month of eating, sleeping and drinking poetry (even toilet breaks were scheduled) I’ve decided to start May instead with some Parisian pictures from yesterday morning’s bike ride through this city that you think is unchangable but then you catch it in the still of light and suddenly you notice how the subtleties are […]

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FRIDAY 13TH, PARIS

  In the supermarket on Saturday in the 14th,  on the 14th, in numb November, in Paris, their Paris, our Paris, my Paris, people push grief  in comfortless trolleys  down shadowed aisles  of silence, strangers claiming their spaces in solidarity, in queues  of slow moving sorrow, seeing shadow in places  where once there was light,  […]

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L’EXISTENCE CONDAMNÉ

Cutting through the side of the cemetery where Sartre and Simone lay sleeping, trees line an alley, swaddled in sunshine, testifying to today’s teeming tenements, tiny tents pitched by penniless people on pavements echoing existentialisms very essence of existence, regardless of which came first, existence or essence, life or death, rich or poor, the tragic […]

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EN GRÈVE

  (Translation: In French, en grève means on strike, which is as much a part of everyday life in France as les baguettes, les fromages and shoulder shrugs, and most recent of all strikes was this weeks Parisian rubbish collection strike.) The streets are steaming with unwanted waste, The shit of a city smeared on […]

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CHEZ MOI

  I release you From the obsession, From the overly long Ogles of observation, Trepidation And a grass, Seemingly green, Long since remembered. You are no longer That deep desire In the distant darkness, Distracting me, Daring me To deploy, To defect, To retour. That significant Substance Shimmering In the shadows, Swaying slowly, Seducing me, […]

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FROM THE SILENCE

There is silence As if all the world is hiding As if every soul is sleeping As if every breath is breaking As if every person’s perishing In the silence There is silence As my eyes they drown in tears For the loss of days and years For the thoughts that became fears While the […]

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CITY OF SHADOWS

  You’ve lingered in the shadows For so long now Hovering like some ghastly ghost Breathing a beat behind my neck Baying in the stillness And beckoning me To see you To hear you To return to you. You’ve lingered in the memory For a lifetime Refusing to dust and die Replaying your part repeatedly […]

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