I had that Kate Moss round the other day
She said Come on, Lawrence; put me on PoetryEtc
It'll be good for my career
I said Get away from me, you huzzy
[apologies to anyone who doesnt remember Derek & Clive, or just detects the slight note of hysteria, wch I wont explain]
-----Original Message-----
From: Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]>
To: [log in to unmask] <[log in to unmask]>
Date: Wednesday, November 30, 2005 4:22 PM
Subject: Re: snap - try again & sorry
Caught
on the wing, Lawrence. You are doing photo shoots is what you are
doing....
Doug
On 30-Nov-05, at 5:50 AM, Lawrence Upton wrote:
> Elderly woman. Pastel trousers, pale blue,
> but with green and some red; kaleidoscopic,
> because light pushes them with varying hues.
> There is a logo, white, high up, between
> hip and groin, partly covered, as she sits,
> by the base of her large chunky bright-green sweater
> which rolls into itself on the bottom lengths.
>
> She hasn't dyed her hair. It's thick, shoulder-length,
> almost. (She has broad shoulders. Hunched.)
> It doesn't hang together but seems on
> the edge of dissolution from one mass,
> as if parts of it were separately nourished,
> and with differing energies. Her left hand's
> pulling at them, in an act of quick maintenance.
>
>
Douglas Barbour
11655 - 72 Avenue NW
Edmonton Ab T6G 0B9
(780) 436 3320
Shakespeare
Drag yr mouldy old bones
Up these stairs & tell me
What you died of,
I think
I’ve got it
Too.
Sharon Thesen
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