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Sometimes the world abandons you; but other times, you abandon the world. When you do, you become a free Being, you become a God.

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Spotted dove at the waterhole ducked up to the roof – the work of a sandwich bird. June Glasgow

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Waiting, and Prayers

Children be the sun and moon – stars guide crookedly I can only pray that my love is safe from the wreckage of fatigue while moon falling circles like the wheels. june.glasgow

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For A Beautiful Person (who knows who is)

Blue shorts little boy Happy with his head down Hair bound silver Neck-tie loose and unmistaken A rub and a lick A kick and buries the apple under twigs They have built concrete over jasmines For bikes on chains and other useful things Clean hands and dirty feet Baby lost, left out Or in, thinks and thinks It will hit you later, she said Droopy-lided from screaming women throwing arms into the air…

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Evening Carpentry

Wood compromised into this worm palace ridden with eggs and caterpillars into slow hours that do not pass the night low creatures that carry ripples looking on with disbelief at how easy it is to touch and make wood with saw and drill into something good - a house of flower-beds.

j.glasgow

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To Moult:

Jump down an Indian bridge and at the atlantic ocean’s one side look over the other and see the vast void of something blending into another and the black rocks are always there there and not so such that ties are undone it is true of those days those lost and have-beens at least the bridge is steady tries to save you money not to waste on governments blowing on weapons and machinery dull green th…

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Alters

till the image of the lover is no longer a blur but a blot that has changed shape since you last saw her and her hair is short and her mouth crooked her teeth all fallen out inside the throat there you discover nothing as nothing is discovered in a vastness that can only be summed up as a vacuity you need what finds there and not quite what you want is not there there nothing mollifying lies with…

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Paradise Parrots

Parrot in Paradise to this day we don’t know if it still exists and I’m gonna go find them paradise birds on the border of new south wales and land of queens until the trumpeter goes playing on the bough of a eucalypt down a musk deer trail eastward and fond letting out his sadness too late to regret and the only photographs ever taken of the birds were in black and white lacking their paradise…

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The Cockatoo

circling in the light square monterey spinning low sunset at sight grass the height beyond means nothing thinking moved the alley was blanket filled livid grey streets wrong turn into slaughter kitchen soup into broths bubbling sweet and sour the chinaman chef screaming that i could not make the shortcut quail in his hand quail’s mottled feathers small and dispensable the flight of them coming on…

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from the undersides of two young fish

the empyrean come learn with us the ethereal fastidious strong oxen tails bent strong flanks lean gazing up clouds and trees slow bird reclining and us outside these broad wings are domesticated lonelier drier than what ordained us to be not like them but are no oneness no wholeness sinning better singeing white-bellied goats with the chestnut mare given up visited by now and then beloved

somethi…

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moon

sea of tranquility sea of fertility sea of cold aristoteles

pluto alps sea of clouds sea of moisture

north north sea of vapours ocean of storms

J.GLASGOW

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Vast Pretty Penny (on his way to work)

bombs came one first and the rest on the way i was on assignment to write two pieces in a month easy enough but Pakistan at this stage is no joke, schools burn down people get shot i saw a body hanging by the neck outside a general store rich families have fled on top of everything i developed a cold sore so everyone could tell i have been engaged in oral sex times like this the fortune is bad sli…

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RACE ON THE TABLE

a piece of paper the coloured all dance shaking sway left right on the edge of extremity acute hustle they took a ride the peninsular wide and conscious rocks rolling off the wheels no waves crash and forget stupid valium written on there some words merely words they wrote an opera sax on the run with them dwindling bags slag promiscuous upon grotesque patterns hills slick incense distinct mouth…

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'ber'

you are right I have berlin in my arms when I walk past the street where the fat woman sits with her face to the bus benches full of magpies and butcher birds hooks in their beaks claws in their palms I have never been to berlin since you left I have reflected on the possibility of me being wrong perhaps watching some birds will help ease the pain unthinkingly I watch a feather fall out of that…

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animal shelter

wild dog

not so unpredictable as that purrs scratches down under and lower

red is tasted hot

held a moment never sufficient 10 minutes or less

a prison none deserves to be within

and talking we sit in memorial garden

thinking of wild dog and the gentle

and we went back to work.

j.glasgow

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Films

last laugh soft the sea rises the sensual touch above feet and eyes’ height dust and pipes votive lovers boughed the bow on the covered faces no more at times mouth that love reread side by side eyes slowly closing opening aperture shut and glide embraceable yet not the kind sort of sentiment great hills great things last to put away toe to toe thatch to wipe the handful invitations sent unretriev…

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Patti

perpetuate the self post photos all around her in different outfits, smiles selfsame awful

now we can see people we haven’t seen for years and still feel the same about them

from   profiles covers and photos they’re tagged in themselves .

j.glasgow

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Children

Girls in school uniforms line up in a room nurses come and make them take off their clothes complete when naked in floodlight moths gather, as close to snowflakes balmy night and the girls squirm nervously saying yes yes consideredly, attentive great things to be learnt from the hot nurses in white, moribund light and winter virtual nudity in a portrait of a love song that runs slow in another…

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