bloody time

how time sticks like unwanted blood, to the fingers, a blotch, spreading, seeping, invading the cracks of the moment. one breath, another, the clocks move sunwise, ticking off the remnants of life. how time flickers like a ghostly flame in the kitchen cooking up mysteries, slowly progressing, creeping all over memories like some ivy, strangling, […]

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green arches

Listen. Time passes. D. Thomas The green trajectory a leaf Leaves when floating to the floor, Cuts the air in arches. Time measures us all, Time allows us to fall Almost to the ground, and grinds Our memories for its tea. The green whispers in passing, Somersaulting through the landscape Of things that grow and […]

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in and out, and in, and out

the little pointy bits up and down, and in lunes the edge at the correct angle ground to perfection. a touch is all it takes your fingers dug into the sand under it it stung, dying, unconscious that it was seen, by the sea. for all it’s worth a jellyfish unaware of its own passing. […]

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the invisibles

sometimes i wonder. where are the God’s people when the devil’s people are so much in view. or. where are the loving when nobody cares. or. where are the freedom fighters when one state enslaves another. or. where are the bringers of peace when all is there in the news, is war. or. where are […]

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having and needing not

the whole need no healer. the satiated need no food. those who have a god, need no other gods. let’s stop here and think for a moment. how is your wholeness? are you still hungry? what god do you have? ========================= on a happier note – winter arrived explosively tonight, with a storm, blizzard, snow […]

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a little bit of controversy (contains loads of links to loads of places, mainly numbers)

amidst all sorts of western cultural events that have lost their initial relationship to christendom (such as st. valentine’s, or st. david’s, or st. patrick’s day celebrations – more in my good friend Bob’s blog), amidst the signs of advancing spring, alongside the commemorations of earthquakes bygone and anticipated, this little country has come to […]

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et lux perpetua

the annual ‘lux perpetua’, etc etc post. i can forget. no problem with forgetting. but my body does not. the annual dissonance. clench the teeth, cook something complicated like chicken tikka masala (in this country one has to spend hours hunting the ingredients), clench the teeth, hide. the dead walk in my dreams, and i […]

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