Friday, April 10, 2009



HULOT WITH AN 'H'

he
hesitated

got up, walked to a window

disconsolate cows
chewing over the menu
in which they will figure

de la region avec truffes

the eye relaxes panoramically
although to sit in these chairs requires
considerable
caution
& pleasure takes place in the gaps and cracks
the stubborn door into the garden
where it isn't sunny (but it is ah not raining in Tokyo either
jolly good!

they were rapidly forming words for each other
while the "new"
bedroom offers
the opportunity to discover
another
points in space & time to lie horizontal & snore

z z z z z z z

can you make a word with that?

the girls are asleep

& K

I

alone am awake – O and the local birds

tweet tweet

*


TOKENS OF WELCOME

it is yet almost incredible to myself
the value of such
trees
brown and grey over the fields
and far away it's the same only
things have changed
rickety shelves
the air stalled in piles
& pears
wooden in a bowl by the light

faces grin out of other afternoons

a hundred decisions we wouldn't have made

in the fridge
a bottle of wine
chilled
& perspiring

*


GO & BUY SOME MONEY TODAY

as usual, soon after
breakfast weather
forecasts dictate
the day is unco-operative and sulky
even the church bell is on strike

mildew. dust.

and now a dinky red car turns
& disappears behind the

were you in it?

*

THE KITCHEN SINK (LITERALLY)

quite enough still to stand at the door
& fold the shutters back on their hinges

in the stone trough
water left by rain

we certainly can't escape there's nowhere to go

what's meant by
getting away from it all

*


MERELY SANDWICHES ETC.

merely sandwiches etc.
& not a minute to
myself I'm trying
to develop
a blind ear

once or twice put down some
thought
which struck him
particularly

the idea of moving further east for the winter

or the agreeableness of yesterday

"you have sung quite enough for one evening –
now be quiet "

most people experience love
without noticing

*

SCRIBBLES

often it's something
you paid no attention to at the time

without interruption

the sun had moved
all round the room

her being seated at the table and
taking up her spoon

unusual brilliance & coherence

*

N'EST PAS?

allowing for her little whims & caprices
and expecting every thing to be
as she
likes

we
finally arrived
in the village beneath
ominous clouds of if and only then...

we admire the lanes maintained
in finely judged dilapidation

it's an exercise in cunning & restraint
this art of knowing what to avoid

as the swallows
who veer & vanish up under the eaves
know well

*

FILM SCRIPT


the scene enlarged
& two persons appeared

the weather continued much the same

much weather
much the same

how weather expands
to fit the space available

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