The moon petals the sea. Rose petals the sea. Stone sea. Stone petals. Rose petals of stone. Stone rising before me. Sea moves. How moves...
Hello everyone who follows David King (My Father). On behalf of the family this post is to let you know that Dad sadly passed away, peacefu...
It all depends, you see, how you go about it. And that I cannot tell you, for that will be dictated by you and by you knowing your friends...
What makes us suppose that only the living grieve? Now all but lost in this new and familiar world of tall, leaning-together buildings...
extract from the poem Koi by John Burnside All afternoon we've wandered from the pool to alpine beds and roses ...
Saturday, 27 April 2013
Notes for a Retrospective
#1 Leaves falling from the Tree of Life : spring comes to the garden.
#2 The Big Bang : God throws his paintbox at the biggest blank canvas ever.
#3 Therapy : I found these patterns on the edge of nowhere.
Sunburst : a cancer cell emitting electromagnetic signals.
#4 The Tower of Babel : a tumour of a million cancer cells, all emitting their unique electromagnetic signals.
#5 Landscape without figures : we pick out the pieces which best fit the landscape we have within.
#6 This egg yolk is not an egg yolk, but a fungus : nothing came of it.
#7 Speak to the hand, the ears aint listening : Adam and Eve talking to their three children about the consequences of sin.
#8 Pornography : the three children put into practice what their parents told them.
#9 A string bag : the strings vibrate to the distortions of time and space.