The City undresses the eye:
Each image a "walk away lover"
Here once the clarity 'her hug'
The handshake the brief glance
The en-trance
Trigger me, one, you
into the early morning sun charms
A detached the perspiration on the cheeks
A loveliness quartered by heart
The breath fumbling
"I have stood erect under the stars"
The bull dozer drops concrete chunks, brown dirt
Into the big royal blue dump truck
The 'thump' echo in the metal sound:
I have stood erect under the stars
The stars before, the stars after
To be but a moment - is it blessed? -
Charmed under dirt, rock, stars:
To walk these hills this hill
To know one way or other
He, she or you
"To go down to the ships"
The ocean, boat
The rush, everyday living
Not so
A moment within a moment
Within
To sing (blessed) unto
Yes, unto:
Stephen Vincent
http://stephenvincent.net/blog/
Currently feature on "the walk away lover", Wittgenstein,
"picture language," art and the language of ghosts.
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