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In passing Curved channels Of green, brown and blue I absorb information ‘Easy rider’ ‘Star gazer’ ‘Barge Gladys’ Where will you go? Where will you end? Such labels and markers sing ‘I made this’ ‘I made that’ ‘I am…this!’ Imprinted pride Everywhere Screams out names For us To forget Grazing cows Pay no heed To the comings and goings The ownings and claimings And why should I? The efforts of the dead Our forefathers, foremothers Rest beneath our feet We break them We use them Unravelling the knots of the past To smooth a silk pathway To the future Life’s suckling femininity Never ending A flow of humanity Beats on How strange our inventions How peculiar our spirits We add something daily Without even knowing
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Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 1:41 PM UTC
Labels and markers
In passing Curved channels Of green, brown and blue I absorb information ‘Easy rider’ ‘Star gazer’ ‘Barge Gladys’ Where will you go? Where will you end? Such labels and markers sing ‘I made this’ ‘I made that’ ‘I am…this!’ Imprinted pride Everywhere Screams out names For us To forget Grazing cows Pay no heed To the comings and goings The ownings and claimings And why should I? The efforts of the dead Our forefathers, foremothers Rest beneath our feet We break them We use them Unravelling the knots of the past To smooth a silk pathway To the future Life’s suckling femininity Never ending A flow of humanity Beats on How strange our inventions How peculiar our spirits We add something daily Without even knowing
1st September 2016
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Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 1:41 PM UTC
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