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A Long Shadow Air draws in gasps toA Long Shadow by ~Penessence
suffocating streets when
midday sees the plazas fill.
Desert winds are turning east
A pleasant liquid lull,
to the yellow, crumbling
brick-dust heat.
It washes the feet of a
restless waif,
and battles the sleep
of warm exhaust.
In glass fronted, and
air conditioned stores:
American news is breaking
on every television.
Passau I began my dream dinner partyPassau by ~Penessence
with an icebreaker.
Then over the candelabra I leant in,
advised the Arch-duke to run to my cabin
and take the kevlar vest.
On my left was a vigorous guest,
from the Vienna School of Art.
He regaled the table with Chaplin impressions
and a heartfelt account of Passau.
As our night advanced, I saw him glance
more than once at the glittering Empress.
And there I felt continuity echo
and all of history shift.
The Rose At a desk, coffee sachets rest.The Rose by ~Penessence
Long-life milk harbours
white dreams of expiry.
Shuffling in his forgetful nest
a grey man blinks
at the intruding light.
Americo, do you remember
your antique power,
that opened like a rose
on the walls of Hiroshima?
Polaris Is it harder to close or open a book?Polaris by ~Penessence
Certainly at a look, Seven PM
in September is somewhere to be.
The hardening light, the steady cessation,
the Southbound birds - gliding from the station.
April ages more subtly,
with a wholly crueller edge.
The ease of unfolding at Seven AM
seems granted for everything new.
But not among these arrowing swifts -
are the Stones, and by degrees, you.
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