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one alone remained. all supernatural bewilderment heavy enough for any dream. +++ Every morning for the past few days I’ve been making weird blackout poems. I’m doing this in one of the secondhand books I bought on the weekend. This is one from a couple of days ago.

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tyranny

Tyranny by Ishbel Veitch Oh, the thrust of Words, and their violent importunity – When the night is deep They pry their glow-worm lights under my eyelids And will not let me sleep. Oh, try and be gentle, Words, and do not torment me As you come in hordes, Using against the brain that seeks […]

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The famous gum wall, Seattle. by Leonie Wise

an inventory of poems

one you can sing to the clouds one that knows what to surrender one to hum whilst you walk one to recite before bed one you shout from the rooftops one that can be used to moisturise your skin one you sweep under the corner of the rug one that got stuck to the bottom of your […]

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what is it

i am dirt-covered knees and prayer-less divinity; the lover’s embrace, the betrayer’s last kiss. i am the boiling cauldron and the empty cup; the watchman, the thief, the smouldering ruins. i am infinite wisdom, the simpering fool, the storm & the shelter the search for lost time. i am one thousand promises, all of them […]

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today I’m just a drop of water

1 // waiheke island weather report: savour the blues & greys that fill the sky like a soft blanket 2 // learn about the hidden stream thats story begins somewhere near the library. walk from source to sea & write watery words about it (from the water’s perspective) during the stream of words workshop. write […]

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but this hour

Happiness, Not in another place but this place…not for another hour, but this hour. ~Walt Whitman 1 – 8 // this place, this hour i am the sun-drenched morning of guilt and freedom, passion and apathy, strength and stillness. i am rogue energy, trapped in the frantic wings of a thrush. i am palpable envy when i turn my […]

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three things {the art of haiku}

the art of haiku “Haiku was traditionally written in the present tense and focused on associations between images. There was a pause at the end of the first or second line, and a “season word,” or kigo, specified the time of year.As the form has evolved, many of these rules–including the 5/7/5 practice–have been routinely […]

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