Better new kindling
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Every Friday, a happy smiling man
delivers a bag of organic vegetablesand a bag of organic fruit, andit’s a bit like a child’s Christmas bran-tub adventure –some strange vegetables I’ve never seen beforeand would never have dared to buy;or eat, if I found them growing in the garden…but it’s worth it for the carrots alone –they taste, well, OK, like carrots…
and I’m sitting in the pub,
(Jake will know it)collecting the strength to walking-stick homeor that’s the story,chilling out,glass half empty,heart half full,a benign haze of lovefor all the people in the pubmingling with an universal lovesuspectlyopposite, two sepia photographsof local scenes, which the thoughtful pub chainuse to decorate the walls:both are of the local, semi-rural, Tube station;one’s from 1905ish so…
which is why the Greeks
to find outif ‘Know Thyself’was consumer-friendly oras sore-footed a pathas Oedipus trodand if you think thisdoesn’t concern you personallylet me ask you about a ‘known’that you know, but don’t knowthat you know– or have forgotten…that moment in childhoodthat we’ve forgotten that we rememberwhen just for a moment, time stood stilland we knew we knew somethingwith…
Yes, it’s a photo of the three of them –
they’re so much in demand…This one’s Rosa. She has somethingquite unique: she’s no great beauty, yetshe has that something whichwe’ve given up trying to define:let’s say, it’s, inner beauty…her girl friends are devoted to her;men can’t keep away from her:when you’re with her, you feel yourselfto… shine? As if you too, are beautiful?(Her ‘girls’ admit…
There were monkeys everywhere;
‘Supervisor’; ‘IT operative’; ‘Catering’;in the corridors, those who chatteredseemed to have been taught broad vowels;I swear they spoke pentameters iambic.Down the corridor of this carefully designed space,even an in-house cinema; today, I note, it’s playingthe film of Borges’s ‘Libraries of Babel’and an old Marx Brothers comedy.The building is light and airy, beside itthe river flows…
Yes, there’s hope for hypocrites –
from the goodness of their heartsof the good, the true, the beautiful;out of the chaos of the well-intentionedand sometime messy life;hypocrite readers, who turnto those same poets for reminders ofthe good, the true, the beautifulout of the chaos of the well-intentionedand sometimes messy life;(hypocrite editors, dare we add, who,knowing the good, the true, the beautiful,turn…