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All the trees on the triangle of the shopping centre have been
cut down and then there was no building. Lockdown.
I care. I don’t care. I drive my car
All the trees on the triangle of the shopping centre have been
cut down and then there was no building. Lockdown.
I care. I don’t care. I drive my car
they said
you’re not a real
boy until you cut
the wizard out of the tree
for experiment: dissect, slice, scrape, magnify what is above (its glories), watch. What are feelingsto this caste (not so pale) of cell wall upon cell wall, death of […]
sheer
/ anti-establishment
/ trees…
ice-burned tongues / clump into celestine’s / eye-blue spar
When you took the autumn to London
/ And left me to burrow into winter
/ I said they could pack up Strathconon
/ Box up…
As I came over the Harden hill
/ A whaup on the moor was whistling shrill
/ In his pride to be first recorder
/ Of…
When Birnam Wood shall come to Dunsinane / Only an utter simpleton will strain / Their mind and fail to…
The Minister said it wad dee,
/ the cypress buss I plantit.
/ But the buss grew…
Walking through the same trees / though in a different language / wading in the long river running / of…
These young birches
/ shriek green laughter up the hill
/ billow on billow. They
/ stop as he enters. He
/ carries his promised absence
/ carefully and yes
/ he…
when a breeze blows / through grasses or branches / light touches the harp…