A SONG ABOUT THE SPIRALS

  The circles spiral. Goodbye is not a definitive swan song. Time cannot be buried in a single spot. Early evening and the sun no longer sets in this kitchen that watches the seasons turn without comment. The sills have new shadows we have not yet named. This morning broke over fallen feathers and for […]

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BETWEEN THE SEAMS

  We came for the cows- sleek shiny skins to sew into seams and cents but were caught in a contradistinctive cacophony- silk sarees, careering through merging traffic in colours more complex than considerations of the constellation, on the backs of mopeds, motorbikes, motorcars, broken cars, cars piled on top of cars, twisting and turning […]

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BEFORE THE STILLNESS

  I sit, in stilled space, trusting time and these proses to act as forgivers to all I cannot forget. I sit here, in this stilled space, taking trips that tease time with twists and turns. I move not in straight lines but articulate thought through the acts these tracks have taken, the un-regrettable mistakes […]

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BOOK OF MEMORIES

  I lift a book and watch as dust particles catch air (dust; tiny particles of waste matter lying on surfaces) sentences stir, structure returns to life after slumber, some things come back- having long been forgotten (memory; the mental ability to retain and to recall previous experiences) I turn pages with consideration, parts pressed […]

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I CLIMB VOLCANOES

  I saw a heart of metal encase a heart since stilled on a pillow of white purity, precious protected in a glass case, without a key and I wondered how far people would go to protect themselves? I have never known how to cut glass carefully nor cared to consider a case for this […]

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HUMBLE AT THE HEART

  Humble at the heart of this landscape, this dreamscape I’m training through, I’m taken by its blossoming breast; forests firing like volcanos that have shun their rest, luscious leaves of lava sweep through cities for man has no control over the mountain just as nature has no defence against the molten flame as fiery […]

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A SLIP AWAY FROM BLUE

  Eyes a slip of grey from blue in a city not known as home, on a mountainside to shelter a temple, she is as welcome as the wind is warm, she was there before us and we were caught before we knew it. She carves life, carefully, like the Buddha etched into stone, the […]

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DIAMONDS IN THE SKY

  We are all stars, we twist and turn and twinkle, we are the bright, burning light, we blaze like the stars; twinkle, twinkle, we burn, we are burning like the stars; burnt out tick tock,  hurtling across the sky, hurting beneath the sky where we cry. We are all stars, fast paced, fast moving, […]

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