Tuesday 30 December 2014
Sunday 28 December 2014
Friday 26 December 2014
Dead on Zero
Like weighing machines
we stand tall and straight, or
lie flat and low,
taking on weights and stresses
transduced by the load cells
within us.
We are read as correct or as
needing adjustment, which can be a
simple process of fine-tuning or
complex calibration.
We can be tough and hard-wearing, or
delicate and easily damaged, stand in
corners, or are displayed conspicuously.
We generate hope and mirth, disappointment
and pain.
And when we have served our time
we move on, superseded by our
successors, who are more sophisticated,
more conscious of the exigencies of the
ambience around them.
We are remembered, revered, or put on the
scrap heap, reduced to the base chemicals
of our constituent elements.
When out time is up we stand motionless,
with our readings dead on zero, and then we
become something else.
Tuesday 23 December 2014
Sunday 21 December 2014
Thursday 18 December 2014
Wednesday 17 December 2014
Monday 15 December 2014
Saturday 13 December 2014
Clouds
I know you're there
behind the white cloud
Mount Fuji
behind the white cloud
Mount Fuji
frosty morning
white cloud
from the kettle
Wednesday 10 December 2014
Saturday 6 December 2014
Thursday 4 December 2014
Tuesday 2 December 2014
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