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supermarket blues and other haiku

  • Writer: africmcglinchey
    africmcglinchey
  • Sep 21, 2020
  • 1 min read

Updated: Dec 3, 2020






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Supermarket Blues


Teenage kids going

through the kitchen like locusts;

one more risky trip.


Stasis


These are the still days, their terrible, wonderful peace,

trickling slow.


Listening to Janis Ian


Stars they come and go as we humans also do, and viruses too.


Fingers crossed


Empty streets and skies up to their eyes in silence,

invisible wishes.


Momentum


whistle up a tart an explosion of lanterns

textual creatures


Wet colour


indented clouds

egg and soldiers. sway, every word.


glass-think


idea of earth a wet blow against our walls

haunting of an eye



starfish


a year growing legs salt plaited into a tree

waving particles




 
 
 

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