At the high altar
Promises are now made
That no one may alter
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House of God
The house of God reaches
upwards to meet with
the cloudy firmament
Tennis at Wimbledon
Power, skill, tactics,
tennis on the closely clipped lawn:
game, set, and match
Ryanair
Waiting, waiting, waiting,
Always delay’d
Why did we fly Ryanair?
Rainfall in Sicily
Palermo in the rain
A sea of umbrellas
Bad weather today
Like a candle…
Inspired by a wax sculpture, “Dasha”, by Urs Fischer
Like a candle, an idea
burns through her brain
burrowing still deeper
Horse power
Horse power, no diesel
glimpsing the past:
on today’s Piccadilly
Two wheels
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Two wheels two pedals
Fine frame and brakes
Propell’d by one rider alone
Getting high in Hackney
At Hackney Downs station
Linear parallels
converging finally
on a high walkway
Under foot
Contemplation of an artwork by Doris Salcedo
walking across the names
of refugees drown’d:
such is artwork today
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