unspeaking,
the suited ones walk to their offices
their faces are shut
for the daytime, purged of hopes.
sweet yellow sun caresses steel and glass, throws long human shadows like walking dead

the air, heavy and pure with the night's silence
receives the sound of their shod feet on stone
politicians wake in a cold sweat.

When the first time traveller goes into the future ( Read more... )

just developed a roll of film of me and my mother and brother at the seaside. i rated it wrong and it's underexposed. we're all there, smiling, faint ghosts. i was nineteen then ( Read more... )

loneliness is terrible
even a glimpse of it seen through lace curtains chills the soul

i have a wonderful view up here, last night everyone let off their fireworks at once, i could see them for miles
they are ugly, fireworks. i don't know when i realised.

MADALI, i think you would enjoy the film 'old boy' it's korean, and showing in a few ( Read more... )

it is impossible to remember the past ( Read more... )

there should be more visions today than ever before ( Read more... )

bonfire night is the worst festival of all. yes, i too enjoyed going out to a big outdoor party on a cold winter night wearing two pairs of socks as a child. the hard, clear stars were at their most beautiful, and the town fireworks displays were glorious. but it still sucks. firstly, it's a national festival, and the english have no right to have ( Read more... )

before paint and plastic, the leaves still turned red and amber and yellow.
you could blacken your hands with the fresh skins of walnuts.
beetroots bled arterial puple
red threads of saffron turned water to gold.

the pounding of pigments
the art of their mixture
this is magic.

even photographic film is made of silver and bone.

now you have to join my community told or written

today dry leaves gathered in the street, rosy fresh from their deaths

old paintings of space, replaced by photography when possible and tacky computer simulation elsewhere, were wonderful
great draughtsmanship, science and imagination!
science fiction is the real realism
i got laughed at in high school by soap opera watchers
the truth of us is