Monthly Archives: May 2012

Haiku #0529: crushing nature

Listening to the cuckoo looking up into trees I step on a snail. – Benjamin F Jones Advertisements

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Kitchen Timer

Spaghetti cuts through the pan’s boiling skin I wind up time and count backwards to dinner… – Benjamin F Jones

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Town Centre: Closed Down for Refit

Smeared grease on kerbstone. Cobble fists hard into shoe soles. He avoids eye contact with pigeons pecking at fag buts and spit. Diesel engine taxi rumble. Walking home he glances back to the office. Second floor above the shops. Soot … Continue reading

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On the Cusp

Spring borrowed from winter daffodils hang their heads crumple with a colour of cut apple held by the gas fire I dream of you coming home to candle flames and red wine smell moonflowers on your neck warmed by your … Continue reading

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Tinnitus: a sketch of noise

Tattoo buzz white noise scribbled onto puretone whistling – harmonics, reminiscent of turbines and trains in tunnels. The bouquet is ultrasound clang; pebbles tied into the continuum of the sea – roaring to form a cone that projects from my … Continue reading

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