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from Tree
'If anything, poetry should be able to do anything. Anything!'
- Edwin
Morgan.
1.
Frat or
cognition
limp
Can
I start with
colour
line 1.
Raspberry a fleck wet
a c
r
o
s
s
a page
blood
a
flood
syringed
as
a
globule
irritation /disturbance
on
each
branch
every / fragrance /
of connotation
lean nuance
lean abundance
2. now a
spat revulsion
lift
and yellow
dots
rubbed
through canvas
that
fading
from grace
a
ha
h
a
r
l
e
q
u e
e
n
S
e
q
u
e
n
c e
3.
regime mould
then redirect those bits between
I
have
no
need
of
it
except for backdrop
accentuation
texture
set in relief
IÕm coming to it.
4.
mute
man
And
one
solid
bounce
a great fist of it
so that there is no doubt
hive
everything of every colour.
5.
a canopy embark
What is this purpose
the vibration
the hum of
discomfort object
the place of the limited these too few senses
that nearly
always nearly
© James
McLaughlin 2010
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