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Category: U.K.

I dreamed a giant silk moth fluttered into a museum

and joined its life-like relatives on the wall.

London, Notting Hill Carnival

I place myself

on the Underground map uneasily, wondering how such ideal points and lines can add up to anything resembling the surface.

acupuncture, London Tube Map, qi

Bronze Age

I dreamed myself adrift in a forest of the dead.

archaeology, Flag Fen, videopoetry

bronze Gandhi

patina sending tendrils
toward the earth

London, Tavistock Square, trees

Do the inhabitants of the past ever tire

of our clueless questions and our rapacious gaze?

British Museum, Lewis chessmen

What is it that we are missing

between footfalls, in a caught breath? What tic or tick of rhetoric makes the ground so unsolid wherever we are told we must mind the gap?

London, Overground, security, surveillance

Christmas in July

the half-dozen hues
of dead needles

Christmas trees, composting, London

cloudy Sabbath

all eyes are on the bright
heirloom tomatoes

farmer's market, fruit, London, vegetables

Threat levels us:

targets of surveillance, casualties of public sector cuts, persons of interest to advertisers and politicians.

London, politics

Purely cosmetic.

A found videopoem.

found poetry, wisteria

where that heron used to stand

a painting of a heron

birds, Grand Union Canal, London

Remember to always practice safe death.

cemetery

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