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The lone and level
Sands stretch far away - ozymandias
Stamped on these
lifeless things - Ozymandias
Nothing
Besides remains - ozymandias
Marks of weakness
Marks of woe - London
The mind-forged
Manacles I hear - London
Plagues the
Marriage hearse - London
A huge, peak
Black and huge - prelude
(Which I
Have not) - my last duchess
My gift of a nine-hundred
Year-old name - my last duchess
Her looks
Went everywhere - my last duchess
Over my lady's
Wrist too much - my last duchess
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die - charge of the light brigade
Half a league, half a
League , half a league onwards - charge of the light brigade
Some one
Had blundered - charge of the light brigade
But
Nothing happens - exposure
Pause over half known faces.
All their eyes are ice - exposure
Mad gusts tugging
On wire - exposure
Exploding
Comfortably - storm on the island
Spits like a
Tame cat gone savage - storm on the island
We are/ It is a huge
Prepared / Nothing that we fear-storm on the island
His terror
Touchy dynamite - bayonet charge
Stumbling across
Fields of clods - bayonet charge
Raw-seamed hot khaki
, his sweat heavy - bayonet charge
Probably armed
Possibly not - remains
his bloody life
In my bloody hands- remains
But I blink
And he bursts again-remains
Crimped petals, spasms of paper red
Disrupting a blockade of yellow bias binding around your blazer - poppies
I went into your bedroom
Released a songbird from its cage-poppies
Hoping to hear your
Playground voice catching on the wind - poppies
And they
Do not care - war photography
Spools of suffering
Set out in ordered rows - war photographer
Belfast. Beruit. Phnom Penh
All flesh is grass-war photographer
There once was
A country - the émigré
I carving out
Me identity - checking out me history
On a green-blue
Translucent sea - kamikaze
Like little fishing boats
Strung out like bunting - kamikaze
Which had been
The better way to die - kamikaze
My city takes me dancing
Through the city / of walls - the émigrée
They accuse me of abscence … but my
Shadow falls as evidence of sunlight - the émigrée
Upreared
It’s head - prelude
Troubled
Pleasure - prelude
Bandage me eye / Blind me to me
With me own history / Own identity - checking out me history
Dem tell / Wha dem want
Me / To tell me - checking out me history
Paper that lets the
Light shine through - tissue
Sun shines through
Their boundaries - tissue
Credit card might fly
Our lives like paper kites - tissue
Turn into
Your skin - tissue