On the subject of the possible infinity of colour, can one go on halving a wavelength before it reaches a probable quantum limit? Disparities of hue and tint could behave as qualifiers. The qualities of discrete indices. In my lifetime I require handkerchiefs of each colour to knot for all my unique memories. … Continue reading Handkerchiefs and Indices
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Panning For Gold
For Charlie Farmer It strikes the eye, dear heart. New settlers, cherry haired Celts. Granite ascetics in cowhide. They flooded the arid valley just this month, dear heart. Panning for new fertile pastures. Clearing away clutter, dear heart. Left by the careless. Speculated, discarded. From where I stand, the sap glistening from unlikely roots, reflecting … Continue reading Panning For Gold
Divorce
O The joy of renting. An archeology of a mattress; misted with oxytocin, friction and unchosen brocade. Conventicle of duets; half-truth humbucker … Continue reading Divorce
Charivari
If I could go back in time I'd choose early 1985. I'd withstand the chintz and cat eyes, the smell of crimp-scorch, to backcomb in music, a cultural revolution. Hidden in the collected works of Isaac Newton is a code for time travel. It explains abandoned Aristotelian notebooks. It explains the ferocity of the two … Continue reading Charivari
Revolutions
Feet in step from bitter, snow brogues, kick-rhythms evaporate. Replaced by a shaved step- father’s smoothed semi- automatic carpentry. Palm to gun- stock in your space; a territory. Still it was rhythmic and artful, kitten scrat technology. Chest rises, inhale all known knowledge, exhale application. Exhale wood, breathe in black powder from bore shells, conflagrating. … Continue reading Revolutions
Bookmark
I must have left a bookmark when I last read your mind. I could follow your wicked thoughts by the trigonometry of your grin, viewed against an obtuse gaze. Careless with my place-holder, I lost my way in your ideas. The dam of it sits somewhere about your cheekbones. It stops the hearth of friendship … Continue reading Bookmark
Lucy A. Evans Poetry 