Dick Jones' Patteran Pages
A patteran is a coded configuration of leaves, sticks and stones left at the roadside by Gypsies to communicate with each other. This is my digital version, left for any passers-by...




































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04 May 2004
 

 

EUPHEMISMS

 

A spokesman for the United States forces has described the recent bombardment of Faluja as ‘defensive’.  During the defensive assault on the town, it is reported that 36 people in one row of houses in one street were killed by one rocket.  A neighbour who survived the attack had reservations about the use of the word ‘defensive’.

 

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‘O to be in England, now that April’s here’ (2).  It’s been a day of high winds & driving rain.  A colleague, looking disconsolately out of the staffroom window at the dripping trees, grunted, “It’s just winter with leaves, isn’t it?”

 

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STORM

 

Incandescent: sky splits,

bruise becomes wound,

wound becomes

light with teeth.

Wind bays, blunders

amongst the panic-stricken trees.

Clouds discharge

into fat green rain;

the day thickens, distorts;

violence rings electric

in the mad water,

its storm voices.

 

The window-lens dilates.

We fold into ourselves,

seeking shelter within

the feeble harbour

of our closed wings.

Nature preys upon itself;

inside the flapping dark

the world convulses,

chokes then cries aloud

in the ceaseless vowels

of the wind.

 

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ART ON YOUR SLEEVE # 3

Haight-Ashbury's finest.  Sadly, acid trumpet & psychedelic accordion never really made it...


10:58:47 PM    Mmm? []


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