Category Archives: Poetry

No waiting / red rose / rust ladder

. No Waiting Poet . . The little red rose on the blue door has seen better days . . Rust ladder to the half-moon This is not the yellow brick road . Now playing: Chris Abrahams – Fluid to the … Continue reading

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Three Colours

Blue Blackbird Raga Sky Transmission ≈ White The blind owl sees no shadows but feels the sun ≈ Red Sounding the sun-bleached colour-field.   A chorus of fire music. ≈ Now playing: Alice Coltrane – Saved from the Fire: The Ashram … Continue reading

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Cartographies of Chance – Underneath the M90 (II)

These images were ‘found’ beneath a section of the M90 Motorway; an elevated brutalist behemoth straddling ancient agricultural land, north-east of Rosyth. The sheer mass of concrete overhead creates an almost cave like sensation when standing directly underneath. Folded into artificial darkness, violent white light spills around the concrete … Continue reading

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Plastic Baubles

Ahab’s plastic baubles scattered in the void bellies full but starving no need for The Pequod ≈≈≈ Philip Hoare. “Whales are starving – their stomachs full of our plastic waste” The Guardian, 30th March 2016. Now playing: John Cage – Litany … Continue reading

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Ascend the Corbie Steps

On a tilt of light ascend the corbie steps.   Perch with the birds of the shadow world. ≈≈≈ A big thanks to Ms AM for the photograph. A serendipitous encounter with light, shadow, birds and time. Now playing: Seth Cluett … Continue reading

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At the hinterland of Hinterland

. through the darkness silent pilgrims a procession of light . at the threshold of sight water weaves through forest murmurs . . . material tracings interior auras . . angles open to the moon . . stacked sounds in … Continue reading

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Cut Curve Circle

. . . . the curve …..and call of  ……….the coastline . . a cellular circle ……….an expanding …………………….world . Now playing: The Incredible String Band – ‘A Very Cellular Song’ from The Hangman’s Beautiful Daughter.

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