| Genius Loci > Siobhan O'Flynn Genius Loci City Skin transformed at the end of a beagle's tail. That alert exclamation mark on an endless quest Shifting from time to place, immersed in smells Exploding like cascading fireworks Paths that don't run straight, deviate, deviate No longer my schedule, compartmentalized deadlines, agendas The linear march from A to D Fall through the matrix of parceled time Enter time as liquid undivided joy Roll in place even if you hit the shit City Skin Someone has counted the lost steps traced nightly on the news Such a small house for such an unfathomable loss. The flowers lie end to end, a line stretching into city space as if to bring a vanished child back. Gestures by those who would reject - alleviate this forced connection between someone unlooked for whose intrusion transforms An ordinary family, with their own routes, routines, lines of contact This link this line never ends This city's map rewritten, now punctuated by points of alarm Candy in an outstretched hand City skin pierced and transformed Look at that man...is he the one? Holly maple ivy oak Plant in memory; join past to future in spring's delirious rush April is the busiest month, green thought in a green shade How to sculpt the summer months in colour and form. My daughter, two, planting pansies Ripping the flowers off Delighting in the words, my flower, my flower An optic heart will see the line of oaks in the acorn Planted not for me, or my children, but grand and great-grandchildren Who will walk in an arch of green, a cathedral of nature's making I have filled the spaces of my garden And must content myself with watching a season's metamorphosis I eye my neighbour's unkempt yard. Year01 Forum Index |
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