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a WRITE_1
of passage

passage: from περᾰ́ω  (peráō)

to go from one side to another

to pass through, over or traverse, cross, esp. over water

(intransitive) to penetrate or pierce (of a pointed weapon)

Brown wings flutter

red fur glossy ripples

chitter chatter chitter chatter

yip yip yip


Sly smart fox

lofted high in flight

chatting busy sparrow flits here and there


Sparrow bustles, fizzes

Fox watches and plans

chitter chatter chitter chatter

yip yip yip


Sparrow flits fox

over hills and gullies

Fox scans grass and shrubs

searching out troubles.


Brown speckled wings flutter

red fur glossy ripples

Sparrow carries fox,

Fox grins with glee.


Updated: Dec 11, 2022

The desert is not certain if you are

a likely slave.

Escape from capture

leads to thirst

then death.


Remember!

The dry papery feel of skin,

the worn, cracked

edges of weeping feet,

the strangely pillowed

callouses in my fists.


And the sandstorms outride

everything.

Mirroring the haze within.

My belly hungry

for just the merest hint

that I too am a person.


In time, the dunes sweep over

even this,

leaving a dessicated shell of feeling:

fear clings to hunger

clings to thirst

clings to pain.


And more and more I know I might

trade a life for a simple smile.


The pendulum swings

from able to unable

can to can't

back and forth:

a perpetual motion

machine


When able, life is

vibrant, bursting

with the possible

scintillating

and edges cut

but I don't bleed


When unable there is

despair, solidity

freezing all

in sclerosis

burying in dullness

any step outside


How I hope for the middle,

the rest of centre

the plethora of midway


And yet: whenever I have

passed there, I have lost:

something nameless slipped away.

COLLECTIONS

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DEATH BY AGREEMENT

some seem to have agreed a pact for passage.
tidings hard to fathom.

STRANGE WATERS

experimental forms and thoughts that seem to come from elsewhere

AS IT IS

here now: this is what we find, this is what we see, this is what finds us

TRACERY

second and third associations. words and shapes.

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ANGRY RED SUN, PALE SHADOWED NIGHT

a second stab at a book-style tranche of writings. formed in the end not entirely how it was intended.

THROUGH LIGHT

first steps. written mostly past midnight through dawn. night muse visitations.

WHO AM I?

Strandloper, edge-dweller, being. Sometime poet.

This site began as insomnia. Soon there were enough words for a book (Through Light). A little later, another collection was almost a book (Angry Red Sun, Pale Shadowed Night). Then came snatches of someone's thoughts from somewhere (As It Is). Dark tidings have also been received (Death by Agreement).
Along the way there are words on a plane (Tracery).

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WRITE_1: a write of passage.

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