Sunday, May 17, 2009
further are the mountains ~ mark cobley
you are not dancing
and I have nothing to say
as blank as the field
inside the winter
hedges
I video the electric fence
I video the two horses
I video the foal that is about to die
I video the nettle
two types of cloud
the crab apple
and
beyond are the hills
the silent hills.
the swollen river believes me
station 11
grey flock of doves
little deaths.
I am the village
an unlucky summer
like a genie
quilt works
how the light comes on
when two rivers meet
I watch from this
the medlars
a fruit rotten before it is ripe.
The room is full of birds
jigsaw
goodnights
placid bats
two bushes.
we watch the river
people and landscape
watch how the cloud
lips like Monroe
saints days sister
hennaed hands
the seven sisters
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
hello ~ mark cobley
Hello.
I am in West Hampstead
I am on a hay stack
I have found gold
at the back of Aldi supermarket.
I lie back on the kiss me setee
put my feet up on the hello there chair.
Are you alright?
Are you sure?
we don't know.
I attempt the next day
Are you ok?
Are you still here?
driftwood
liverpool
this cursed house.
when we meet
then we don't know if
any of this is true
in actual fact we no longer know each other.
we are as different
as birds
Saturday, May 2, 2009
the view ~ mark cobley
the big country.
the vast land.
please stand
with you arms out wide at the door
see how much that is
how much landscape how much town
and all within it
this is bigger. wider. larger.
you laugh at the television show.
i like the word laconic.
i'm going to have to take
a headache tablet.
i knock the glass of water
over. But here
i can make it stop in mid-air
not a drop of water
or glass will hit the floor.
there will be no crash.
dead daffodils now in the vase
sun. refracted sun. glass.
what you buy
is who you are.
the birches bend this way
and that way in the wind
from the window i watch.
the house is never really empty. knowing
you are still upstairs. walking about.
drawing curtains.
i have been here before.
in truth i have the ability to change things. alter outcome.
watching red trains depart almost on time. going somewhere.
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