Tag Archives: FEELING

TURNER PRIZE .. .

Posted on April 3, 2025 by edenbray

Turner Prize .. . by your leave I am not sullied by semantics my projects laid out like morning clothes Charles Wesley spoke with the chamber maid lay down your guns in charcoal the chamber maid spoke with the cook … Continue reading →

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THE WHITE FUR & THE SABLE .. .

Posted on March 12, 2025 by edenbray

    THE WHITE FUR and THE SABLE . the white fur – the sable black fur darkall souls capable they return horned andhomeward through sand-scarred missalfeet forged at earth’s core harpooned tusks, volcanoscorched, scored agatethe languid oryx stands benign … Continue reading →

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INDIGENOUS INDIGESTION – beat bop

Posted on February 23, 2025 by edenbray

Indigenous indigestion – beat-bop People are proud of their heritage sitting on balconies with their windie boxes wondering if the structure they are sitting on is secure enough to take their weight the high-rise boxes they now live in are no … Continue reading →

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FORSOOTH .. .

Posted on January 10, 2025 by edenbray

. forsooth .. . … . Branded by categories paranoia on a train heading east where sandals divide toes and sardines lie in tins I memorise lines of Chaucer not enough time to digest all she wrote me or candles … Continue reading →

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LEAF LITTER .. .

Posted on December 24, 2024 by edenbray

leaf litter .. . .. i look down upon what has been it sparkles in infinity the order of life tales of multiplicity these chronicles of history a broken fence lies abandoned the sounds of dogs barking echoes in the … Continue reading →

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AT HOME WITH JOHN MARTIN .. .

Posted on December 18, 2024 by edenbray

at home with John Martin .. . . . We wrung the neck of life slashed the face off it i stumbled around in the dark reached out my hands found sheafs of crumpled paper by a match I read … Continue reading →

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THINGS THAT ARE YEARNED FOR .. .

Posted on December 7, 2024 by edenbray

things that are yearned for .. . . . There comes in time; the moment   when you lose ability to be artful you settle for the easy life   lose agility to duck and dive lose the jump and … Continue reading →

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NATURE CALLS .. .

Posted on November 3, 2024 by edenbray

nature calls .. . ‘ smoke grey the backcloth                fallen out of bartered skies            indigo philosophical, the heron        wings cut and curled        … Continue reading →

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OUT OF ZONE COMFORT

Posted on October 22, 2024 by edenbray

Out of Zone Comfort .. Originality can catch the reluctant eye A glint of sunlight on a sniper’s gun barrelA photo journalist operational and far from homeSuddenly alerted by virtue of a surprise attack It had seemed to me deftly … Continue reading →

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STRESS RELATED ILLNESS – a silhouette

Posted on August 12, 2024 by edenbray

STRESS RELATED ILLNESS – a silhouette the body, this body   is a temple with fonts and pews   and stained glass windows   eggshells on the floor places   where holy people go on long, summer nights   when … Continue reading →

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