Archive for September, 2009

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30/09/2009

your lucky shadow touches the prospect      the story folded up inside a daily choice   sometimes it is Leningrad   sometimes St. Petersburg   sometimes both at once

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29/09/2009

here’s a fine and gilded thing    throats of street disgorging into the square    the Damascan poet  made whole     from these our fingers  tipped     the three-handed mother of God

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28/09/2009

we are overwhelmed in the grey north    surviving on offcuts and ships biscuits   from the lowered sky an absence of chronology    in good deeds alone we fall towards each other

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27/09/2009

this vivid performance    a background story do you    buy into the idea love    the crimson colour painted    on top of those lips    colour that is technically    stolen

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26/09/2009

dependent on chance encounters   the parisienne    a small thought of sameness      night’s encounter delayed before    the jeweled trappings of czars

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25/09/2009

beside the river Vasily    the holy fool shambles naked through     the crowd predicts a terrible    retribution on non-believers    waving his penis at the white-fronted geese

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24/09/2009

our salvation is in symbols   an abacus of geese   turning south over the lake   we throw a cold stone into the water   for autumn’s turning