"a thing of beauty..."

i used to collect things-78rpm records,LPs,singles,comics,books..

Whole libraries i had to give away when the available weight 

became larger than the available space.Formats change,addictions remain.

I became addicted to cola and chocolate.On my wall-chocolate wrappers-

"GREAT CHOCOLATES I HAVE EATEN"(as if hunting trophies)

In my den,seven piled televisions(all on different channels(sound OFF

It was less the object than the remembrance of beauty

Crunch of caramel,splash of color television-each art in their way

Time piles art by roadways-evictions,moving sales,giveaways..

i cannot even remember the names of all my loves

Some other hands hold them each night,whispering eternities

i am now addicted to poetry,and its paper chase fills 45 boxes

unread,undigested(you will never see her faces-she hides from me

Only comes out when moon and stars are silently singing

i hear her best when silence sits,and waits for time to change

Forever is too long.We are time lapsed cameras.This is a song.

(for "ON BEAUTY"6.30 pm@14 Tunsgate Guildford Surrey Tuesday 13 September)