Much more here, Lawrence, a slow video pan rather than mere snap, I'd say. I like the way it finds so many images to image a changing scene.
Wasnt sure of 'pre-febrication': typo? or a sense of January-ness?
Doug
On 2013-03-06, at 4:04 AM, Lawrence Upton <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> [I have added a few full stops to force the line break -- not on word
> -- hope this doesn't spoil your reading experience]
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> tones from a scale’s bass
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> water-colour
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> or colour in a little water
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> suspended
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> .
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> on air
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> back-illuminated
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> .
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> howl of slosh and hail ready to fall
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> mushy water spitting at the window
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> spreading into narrow courses
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> standing briefly
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> against wind of our swaying passage
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> .
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> light increases outside
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> so that one sees
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> a sky overcoast – blurred grey
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> breaking its flesh open
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> slack baggy layers of itself
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> tattooed by reflections of one window
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> into another – the rain stopping
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> .
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> start again with new sky
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> light blue pastel light tinge of yellow
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> white clouds – with darkening undersides
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> not mixed with anything
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> ponderous
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> and alarming as their weight increases
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> .
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> a spray of fine sleet
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> slaps over our northern side
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> and is blown away
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> .
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> torch of exposed sun
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> brulées the blackening clouds muddy
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> the glass clears
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> the sun’s put back
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> fluff cloud and snow cloud come
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> close to each other
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> .
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> an horizon pulled back
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> showing misty hills
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> images of China on antiques
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> or fakes
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> till the sky striates
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> into broken mesh
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> below white and blue conventional depictions
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> a thin dado roll of it
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> and, below, molasses in porridge
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> unpalatable
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> at the edge
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> of a gasp of precipitation
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> for all the good that will do
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> to earth impermeably surfaced
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> .
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> now all the sky is dark
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> blue and glowing deep green
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> smouldering ochres near the top
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> of the barrier – splitting
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> worlds – from – worlds – the
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> occupied from the promissory
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> tottering babels of packing cases
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> and pre-febrication
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> below which might circle the self-
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> obsessed of many words
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> ant-busy and aggressive
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> rain leaves the window
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> a bend in the road
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> not on the simple map
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> changes the background
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> .
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> divided
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> charcoal and graphite dust the south
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> shiny white and blue the north
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> .
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> background changes to
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> all white with a smudge
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> of grey
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> .
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> then
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> all rosy
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> .
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> then
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> all darkness
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> .
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> we steer towards Plymouth
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> .
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> yellow and white at the top right-hand
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> sun on the biggest trumpet one’s ever seen
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> hearing that brightness blown by Dizzy Gillespie
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> green fields developing into homes around a big black cloud flashily
> highlighted
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> the whole height tipping
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> into empty blue
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> large flower in a bright vase
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> in a buried room
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> and us looking
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> amazed
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> from a table top
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> we do not understand
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> do not know
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> we are as large as butterflies
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> .
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> the angle changes – or another edit
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> whipped cream and fresh snow
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> on something chocolate brown
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> in porcelain blue
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> .
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> yellowish letters inverted reflecting
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> from the windscreen logo
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> fly over the approaching hillside
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> .
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> the snow or rain cloud
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> has been chopped up
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> .
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> a year of posters
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> eroded and torn from unconnected billboards
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> .
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> the hillside’s gone
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> letters overlay trees
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> a car going north
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> aquaplaning
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> spins around
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> a fly spray-poisoned
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> and becomes part of others’ looking
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> _March 2007_
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> _Devon Tiverton Parkway Station to Plymouth Station_
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> _revised March 2013_
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>
>
Douglas Barbour
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