I drank Christmas tea this evening and it made me smile. A cinnamoned and gap toothed smile in summertime. I wondered, at the window of an old man, would the stars still be burning in fifty years time? And would there be Russian cake today, as advertised on a chalk sign in the town.
[window sill] this window sill is crowded with - four limes, an avocado, a tangerine, two apples, a ginger root man, a rubber egg (where did that come from?), much beachcombings, a spider plant, several books on ufos, a napoleonic toy soldier, a jar of english mustard, a bulb of garlic, a hard wood cube … Continue reading close to the aperture [window sill]
[applied to wax] bringing it all back home: subterranean homesick blues, lyrically, stands head & shoulders over almost any rocknroll number ever applied to wax, doesn’t it? it still brings a thrill to my heart & head & delivers a shiver across my shoulders, a glory to my nape, this very evening; perhaps now even … Continue reading close to the aperture [applied to wax]
[george] the shop was called 'the end' and had been for twenty five years. i remember though, in the beginning, for the five years before that, it was called 'scratch'. one warm evening in 2015, george, i & two former colleagues, both called philip (but known, separately, for reasons long lost to me - but … Continue reading close to the aperture [george]
[chair II] this chair spends its days (i assume) when i am not on it, empty or occupied by ghosts of humans and ghosts of cats. mostly, for i have seen them often, the cats doze upon it in the afternoon sun (if there is any), but they are wont, as cats are, to … Continue reading close to the aperture [chair II]
[close to the aperture] did i ever tell you of my ufo experience? are you sure? lord knows, any veering of conversation in the direction of the ethereal, the ‘beyond the curtain’, of ‘otherness’ – particularly (oh, I’m sure you know me well enough!) after a glass or two - will have me steering almost … Continue reading close to the aperture [ufo]