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don’t be so vulgar mother said vulgar words are repulsive because my words were vulgar they made her want to spit blood I think that spitting blood is a little vulgar too

The Forest of Dean A long way from anywhere Framed by two rivers The Severn The Wye   On the west bank of the Severn My home for eight years Tidal, fast flowing Waves ricocheting I am calmed   From this side I gaze across And look back To the east The river runs throughContinue reading “a place between two rivers”

Soft lead pencil Gently guided by hand Crafts the lines of its echo Smudging as it draws Leaving gossamer timelines Shimmering on the paper   Graphite grey and gleaming Flesh drawn, flesh drawing Pencil tip to wrist rises to knuckles Knuckles to fingers Fingertip to pencil Endless crafting   Looping of life The thumb ofContinue reading “soft lead pencil”

Paired In 2001 Sue Thomas gave her sister A pair of earrings for her birthday Wafer-thin motherboards Metal as fine as lace Nodes where knots would be Linked not by choice but by design   Five years older than Carolyn Sue was a Professor Always more grown up Than Carolyn could ever be That factContinue reading “paired”

ELLSWORTH KELLY 1963 WHITE OVER BLACK I am the shadow underneath Hosted on black, barely visible Where white drapes over me, I gain attention You will notice white more too When I lurk below it Even the black cannot deny me When white reveals me Without my subtlety Their boldness would go unnoticed They wouldContinue reading “grey area in my heart”

Distorted images Quivering on the surface Of the chilly cavern wall The place in which We shiver   Virtual Like Google cardboard Three dimensional distortions Of flatness Residues of culture   Plato’s ghost hovers On the craggy stone A flimsy mirage A philosophical Reality   Accretion punctured By stigmata Holy wholly holey Religion and academiaContinue reading “Accretion”