DECOLONIAL (from ‘Suture’)
or that i would press myself…
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or that i would press myself…
An afternoon on the water: fish away…
A woman of a distinctive sort: One in clothes…
Fantasy: The sounds of the foot…
On memory: Similar to the gym window…
A nightmare: hear from hell / little wine which fell…
On loss: feet so sad / white little hands there…
On nature: birds into trees / green…
On remembering the past: age away now…
A reflection: bow back upon these mountains…
On nature: branches like golden flame / rose…
On winter: sleet set gold by…
On shipping out: commitment for sea…
On transcendence: body from our soul…
On celebration: new year there…
On the passing of seasons: gift over your cold / room…
On nature: native stars…
red leaves / coloured purple…
On truth: paper for dreams…
On death: paper like death…
wisdom tale true…
On childhood: wine into fire…
On disorder: chaos everywhere…
On unity in nature: drum / sky / the forest…
On death: wings by golden grass…
On what we see: cheek into eyes…
On nature: sky aside rain down…
forget our silver mouth / its sweet dark breath…
Planning a trip: why are u too cute…
A recollection: honey into two fold…
Fall comes: chill air / the blue star…
On nature: dust upon sky / the summer wall…
On regret: lost through time above…
On music: sustain thy voice…
A lost city: pale sea o city…
broken blood, up green dark fields…
wind / up golden boughs where light lay…
walk aside of earth between earth an eternal / moon…
On death: dangerous she saw / as those in spring we…
without sex without investigation…
On what matters: value / he doth know thou little…
On nature: Speak with light where this / morning sky would lay us…
On nature: thunder by evening / snow bright air at one last…
On death: wheelbarrow shall bring with wine your blood…
On nature: connected down the hill…
On identity: forever of a thousand years that were as fair…
A collection of haikus: amyloid beta/ protein classified…
On futility: I didn’t get back till night-fall / considerable effort…
On love and death: proof is in the pudding…
Predictive texting: If you can get some sleep…
A question-and-answer: what do i know? so / good / or long…
A villanelle: Need to leave before this glow parade…
A villanelle: And I am still waiting for the rain to abate…
A collaborative psalm: defend your throne with a sword…
Welcoming a new arrival: a baby is born…
A dream: madness in her face and i…
Three variations on a theme: defunct and his own brother i will come for…
A love poem: seaward to london i…
A regret: computer by a roadside in the river…
A love poem: guess what is the use and the name and me of a world…
The heat of his body made her flush…
Jane Austen, another take.
Tell me about the peasants…
Harry Potter goes on: You have to do science with Professor McGonagall?…
He lived with regret at his own table…
How Tolstoy reads when you’re sleepy.
‘I have been thinking,’ said Mr. Elton…