sketch pad

meine umwelt

avec moi, sans moi,

par moi


Ahh… and the tales I shall unfold

May blast comprehension if the truth be told

An ode to the masters, martyrs and whims

A satyr on life and sullied daydreams

(1996)

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they spoke in ancient forms

meaning drawn from undisturbed

texts. Imagery


populated with the here and

now of press and tricks


your secretary works

on the basis of her fingers

in every purse, fiddling

in ignorant casual causality

for you

behind the scenes

the power of language

drew on

horse drawn carriage

by foot


they cried


(1st Mar ‘16)




Sœur ma cœur

Ha de haber

De tu pasado un futuro

Rent in flame


With you at my side

We will pass a while

And talk of things

Across the divide


Your home a home

Unlike mine

Your man a man

Unlike mine


Though all the same

Creativity

Black Hole

Holly Knight

beneficium accipere libertatem est vendere

to accept a favour is to sell one's freedom

Holy night, silent might

You may not break

Of import strength

Nor export essence

Nor will do your bidding


next

De La Luna La Luna

previous

mirrors

Passes differentially

Across the divide


With you opposite me

We will pass a while

And make of things

Of word in deed


Sœur ma cœur

Breaking in

Me saca lágrimas

Amistad de plata


De la luna plateada


(6th Nov ‘15)

blanket change invisibly

disorienting parasites


broken pliable servile

in a stream of non

sense following the clues to


soul

destroying back

breaking

no

law applied

just fine


(1-2nd Mar ‘16)