from Symphony No. 13
(deconstructed idyll idol)
from Insignificant Figures

A form extant
a slow movement through dissonance
sonorities sought in faces staring from inside
the framed photo
uncertain
partitions terminating
a past
in a blur the eye returns to observe
a door open
intermittent light
and other faces
unravelling sparrows
caged in memory
threadbare fragments
leaving forms
tenuous if
barely discernable
footsteps and voices
orchestrating the environs
a room surrounding
a quantum fog
greyed out
embers
iron filings
and a blank wall as a presence
to reflect
the edge of a frame eschewed
time aligned to gravity’s passage
to synergistic perturbations
of a theoretical singularity
cosmic veils in flesh and bone stalemates in blood and cellular stigmata
and to
define this space
as elemental
to observe
an open doorway
light traversing corridors
a sift through
sallow interiors
windows as grey
overtaking the blue
or to speak of one
who is immune
to these changes
surpassing the blood
brain barrier
to usher in
speculative destiny
a surrounding spatial waste
a singularity sought
in all but a physical constitution
a palliative depth
that remains the unplumbed
hinged mechanism
rusted over
…
+++++++++++++++++

Substances to differentiate
a vase
a ledge
a table of chairs
an unopened door
holes in the floor
and sun elongating

two rectangular voids
in a brick façade
“and that we have found

ourselves here again
removed into
an intimate echo’s
effacement of days
landscapes and the horizon
a world of imaginary numbers
having only half heard
a parody of voices
a colloquy of memories
a dissolving into worlds
indistinct and made
nameless by fate”
in this a song
reaching beyond touch
maybe another
dimensional plane
abstract musings
dissonance and counterpoint
a Bach fugue
resonating sublimity
points and promontories
of relativity
a widening berth
to turn the ship
unobserved through the window
a crescent moon arisen
silhouetted winter branches
and hearts given
the confines of loneliness
assembled in rooms
two by two
talking of worlds
that intimately refuse
to cohere to sight
to repeat the many words
that have since been deemed
as inarticulate as shadows
angled on walls of flaking paint

The glimpses of a nothingness
conceived in flimsy husks of faith
fated nocturnes
recalling a logos lost
behind a fence
-line’s
torso
-moon drift
altering the presence
of a Sunday morning
where they are talking of the dead
rising on the final day
where a relative measure
is to be achieved
with the intervention
of myth or fact
negating Einstein’s law
or in a garden of olives
where Christ is said to have wept
here a variable has been
removed from an equation
the perpetuation is
an unknowable hypothesis
as the sun recedes
on the ecliptic
the season draws down
a solo oboe through the fabric
constituting an aspect
in a continuum
hidden in plain sight
another anomaly of presence
a synthesis of elements
flowers in a vase
ocean through a window
aspects of objects
sooner seen
dispersing on a landscape
or through the alcove of a room
prayers to invisible demigods

penitent rags of fleshly supplication
clinging to internal deserts
and this draining aridity
surrounding every heartbeat
its reticent ocean
a choral ecstasy
hymns to the unborn
held in limbo’s cellular memory
a non
-terrestrial realm
coalescing forms
in a stasis of voices
…
++++++++++++++++
from
Fractal Labyrinth

33

Descriptions
forged in temporality
hazy sun
through grey clouds
each moment’s duration
a change in perception
too many variables
where place names
abandon a landscape
where the lay of the land
follow
s contours
through lines of sight
through annular spaces
in the flux of the irredeemable
quantum occurrence
or the mnemonic concretions
that travel from the past
an altered awareness
negating the clockface
and its ageing manifestation
the habituated intransigence of place now in an oblique presence…the present

returning through the (r)evolving door
hazy sun
through grey clouds

34

This window
seems less comprehensible
for all it refuses
to let in
though there is no mystery to this
no clock to denote
the arrival of entropy
entering the terrestrial environs
no hesitation to exit
through the doorway
to emerge onto an empty landscape
to know no objective reality observation cannot resolve
no primordial
beat of the heart
at birth
leaving only conjecture
to work through
the physicality of space
the atoms existing
in the absence of thought
in the opacity of images
in the subtle echoes sounding
in the slow drain
through clutter and accumulated debris
through the inaudible illusions
sufficient in their being
apart from what the eye can resolve

35

Noting these clouds
…

before the sun sets
and that there will be no equilibrium
to the visions entering
the darkening room
no transparency allotted
to the opaque eye
moored to the precision
of a physical existence
and in this room
there are stains on the wall
facing north
one can detect
magnitudes in flux
complications of structure
dimensional boundaries
that ebb and flow
and grayed spaces
retained for faces of the dead…
toward what end
is it needed
to return here again
to extinguish the candle
to bleed an intoxicating breath
into a sacrosanct realm
to feel beneath the epidermis
fractal bits of vibratory echoes
a consciousness of voices
without breadth
without blood
without
a physicality of decay