The only thing moving
is the rain. Each drop
an eyeball full to the brim
with alchemical mercury.
~
All day wandering
as though the only thing moving
was the rain, and the wanderer
was sleeping architecture wide a-sleep-a-wake.
~
~
They published their discourses
disproving an idea of nature as
personality, sights and signs and gestures and sounds for our and all's sympathy
with elaborate frontispieces showing ‘Allegory
of Nature’.
~
“All the homes here
were bought up under
Thatcher. Only x miles from Central London.
Everyone you grew up with long gone.”
~
Everyone screaming for fear
but no sound emerges.
The film runs backwards, the old
trick, the earth tries to gulp itself deep below
sight.
~
I’m about 4.
Inflatable paddling pool.
I look up at the immense sky and your, to my proportions, face;
close, comforting, gentle.
Ice cream van.
~
La lontananza nostalgica utopica futura (1). Dark was the night,
cold was the ground (2), a
situation in which the emergency becomes
the rule, and the very distinction between peace
and war
(and between foreign and civil war) becomes
impossible. (3)
(1) Luigi Nono, title of work for violin and
tape (1988 / 89)
(2) Blind Willie Johnson, title
of song recorded 1927
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