tiny nothing of things

here is my heliometer, measuring quietly in words

To the River October 22, 2008

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This is a piece I wrote nearly two years ago, whilst I explored sound.  I’m posting it here because I want to.

 

Wrapped delicately in sun
we run windward
through whip-grass leg stinging fields.
We, youandme mud-thick slickshoe slide
downhill.

Rainscented hedges guide us

to the river edge

Cobble-bottomed rush-Gush torrent

C h I l L s our-nakedtoes squeeling
(heron stiltwalk watches)
from boulder……….to rock………. to bank……….to boulder and
…..back to bank…..

wet-skirted skin sticking wrappedcotton legs.

Dolorous darkCLOUDS
tumble over and over-each-other
fatly

granite
tipped from the heavens in a booming
hill-echo:

thunderrumble

(how many miles, how many? oneelephant twoelephant threeel…)

lightning – we-gasp

minnow silver-darting Quicksilver-Quick
to shadowbottom
riverbed.

Limbache of longing – our childhood Dartmoor
deluge me

I sweep myself away in this downpour

 

maker of ropes 1st Draft October 22, 2008

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wry eye~smiles
glide from your inherited throne

‘t’s
start at the bottom and l o o p  over themselves;
a dry-wipe lid
on exciting excesses unseen.

you digress

followed by lazy meerkats
down brush-shielded ramble.paths
dusty new thinking

and i amble behind
admiringly inspired

 

Thrings October 16, 2008

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for four days it hunkered in the beaker
frothing at first, a fizzing frenzy
corroding deceptively.
bubble.tipped it would lift with ten teeny gleambeads
to break the oiled surface of the vinegar universe
only to wobble~glide back into the ascerbic pool.

.

 

these.bones :
calcium carbonate crystals
are eggshells,
taking the weight of a man if standing straight
but easily crushed from the side.
a lifetime later, 
transluscent as a golden womb foetus
air~trembling;
the naked egg
places its hands over its ears and begs
.

Don’t say love
.

and after three commonsense defying bounces
egg
split.skinned and cosmos weary
slides its acetic secrets silently down the plug.`