Echo and Narcissus
Echo and Narcissus
after Echo and Narcissus, by Glyn Philpot (bronze with green patina)
Did either of them have a moment’s unease?
He, before the pool of social media reflected back all he wanted to see,
She, before she found herself cursed by the god of Abandon, that minor deity
of the Home Counties
who thought he had only to ask the people, gi...
Wednesday 22nd February 2017 7:00 am
Triggering Article 50
Triggering Article 50 –
Or
Happiness is a warm gun, bang bang shoot shoot (Lennon-McCartney)
A clicking sensation is going through her Trigger
Happy Finger, itching to pull.
Bang Bang.
No-one can hold a gun for long,
arms get tired, the finger suddenly jerks
Bang Bang, too late..
And why have a gun, in the first place, Mrs M,
the licencing officer asks...
Friday 14th October 2016 11:03 am
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