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Tag Archives: sun
For the Sun to Fade Her
What is the question you ask when the coffee is thick as blood and the radiators carry warmth like ants into the hive? I got a parcel this morning, a rare butterfly from Cerro Catedral. I must attach the Latin … Continue reading
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Tagged almost graphite capsule, ants, Benjamin F Jones, breakfast, butterfly, butterfly bunny, cerro catedral, coffee thick as blood, creative prose, Creative writing, entomology, flash, flash fiction, gothic, graphite bunny, horror, marriage, marriage bitterness, mask and boots, October 2012, prose poem, prosepoem, relationship, relationships, snapshot, sun
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M4 Drive In
The road out of London is congested. There are brake lights on the bridges – four thousand tons of metal stopped against the sky and chipped with airport gold. A shapeless sun pulsates through the cars’ breath – a sunset … Continue reading
Posted in Prose Poetry, Scraplets, Snapshots
Tagged Benjamin F Jones, breath, cars, creative prose, driving, England, graphite bunny, image, London, M4, prose poem, road, sun, sunset
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Bench Rest in Cardiff
Brown leaf yellow flat and curled like crêpe on the grass crows’ kerfuffle looking for afternoon tea and scones with jam watched by a cat that twitches and chirrups tail swash fat seasonal hair trees shed for winter finger autumn … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Snapshots
Tagged autumn, bench, Benjamin F Jones, cardiff, graphite bunny, leaves, moist, rest, roath park, season, seasons, sun
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Powdered Air: Hospital Visit
I sit in a glasshouse car watching crows squat in the wind over the hospital buildings with bricked up eyes tumble out of line merge with knot weed and hungry asphalt grey lipped with oil ringing with years of fanbelts … Continue reading
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Tagged Benjamin F Jones, bricked up eyes, hospital visit, hospitalisation, hospitals, illness, knot weed, mental health, mental illness, noise, oil, psychological distress, rush, sun
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