Between Geology and Air - by
Earth pushes up
through our footsoles
air spins us
in its thinning spheres
time flies through us
Earth pushes up
through our footsoles
air spins us
in its thinning spheres
time flies through us
Handbound volume
Handbound volume
a thread of light
Box work
Time, why are you going so fast?
/ I like not furious paces.
/ Milestones glimmer and then are past,
/ …
It’s been a long time
all the time we’ve spent
and we’ve had such times
I am old enough now for a tree
/ once planted, knee high, to have grown to be
/ twenty times me,
/
/ and to…
A man wi’ a great big beard
/ A met;
/ Said: ‘Don’t be feared
/ If ye get wet.
/
/ Run twenty years
/ On nature’s…
When I was young and miserable,
/ a misfit and a rebel,
/ almost never out of trouble,
/ desperate to escape school,
/ time dawdled.
/ …
Her watch is posted from the south.
/ Its black box ticks the whole way.
/
/ The accident happens, the funeral.
/ The flowers fade.
/
/ Grain in…
Keeping and forgetting time,
/ my pulse to your pulse, rhythm and rhyme
/ …
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