Monthly Archives: September 2014

mrs ciano

most of it was found,
yet i waxed, tied the books,
shredded cloth to rags,
bled a little.

arranged it all my way,
dismantled ,packed,
sent to the curator.

who installed it his way,
added the metal trolley,
i have coveted so long.
it all feels rather biblical.

sbm.

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simple gifts

small gifts. buttons,
came, loose, tiny.

some in packets,
some in jars, stray
one in the pocket,
washed now,
probably lost.

lately we had
one in exhibition,
with thread still
attached.

the larger ones are private,
kept round the house
for comfort.

i heard some people
dislike them, phobias.

appalachian spring.

sbm.

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. september song .

we arrived together, me late,
she was early.

regarding faces, we both
have a poor view of our own,
regard for each others.

it is to do with lines.

i am older, she is younger.

we work together.

sbm.

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wonderland

wonderland is packed away, quietly.

nobody said nothing, i worked alone.

blaenau, lines of washing, very white.

then he told me of the boot dump,
the myths were true, soles of soldiers,
burned on the crimea pass.

we need to find the stone.

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sbm.

. this time .

last year we had a fire,
chill autumn. this
year it is warm. swallows
drift.

last year we had an upset,
this year it is warm. swallows
drift.

these are the falling days.

sbm.

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. scanning .

requires a scanner,
patience,
strength of spirit
for so many works.

i like repetition,
i have proved it.

balancing
skills come into play,

tableaux.

it was my job
in the office,
now my pleasure.

sbm.

time

one thought

leads to another,

torn paper
may be fish.

important work
or less.

crumpled,
a memory
of silk.

to place in reverence
or start the fire.

i have learned
not to believe
all i think.

sbm.

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the meaning

seems to be required
these days.

perhaps always.

he says there is no meaning,
i believe him, for in this life
of vaguaries
i make my own.

this is the work.
i mean it.

sbm.

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nothing is forced

only bought for decoration.

sometimes it is good
to stop suddenly beyond
unreasonable doubt. you

may find things you like,
people to inspire you
with paintings, stories
of
grecian gowns, gathered.

we are both going to london.

sbm.

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