walking today,

the weight of this sunlight is pressing hard on old shoulders

around and into this much older town,

there’s a castle here in the distance, I can see its silhouette and

it looks like it's been drawn by that five year old

who was asked to draw a fort.

The sidewalks are cleaner here than in any city,

the trashcans never get full and the few cars are

different co...

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the woman behind a measure of fence is there within the silence

murmmering about the oak tree , its little creatures, its smallest birds

and the great shadow we both share.

The breath of a god carries her thoughts,

enjoying the cliche of grey squirrels, she tells the world

they’re excitable. Holding a nut of lunch to their tiny chests,

looking cute as they swim between inhal...

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so what if we spent just one afternoon

scooping grains of unseen stars into the life of our hands

watching as the universe drips between our fingers,

we would stare at one another and breathe

together,

at once, as still, as beautiful as what remained.

so what if we spent just one evening

gathering the last of the sunlight,

we knew we could do it all again

as we knew...

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I imagine you, all of you

with a cheap silver nibbed pen, eraser-tipped pencil

pressing so hard with unworked fingers

into waste of paper or harder still into keys

there is no doubt there will be

a statue or the lame picture of a Buddha

at the side of a plant, let’s say a Yukka or something

that will wilt in the light you pretend is within, and

those half-read self he...

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it seems cool, outside

god is falling in the rain,

growing trees are humble,  

just the breath of two sparrows

no songs, no light flute

from the pidgeon cut from stone;

none of it ever gets old. 

Space will simply sit around,

ageing until its filled.

The silence within the cat arrives,

they sit and stare 

from where there once seemed nothing, 

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