Poetry  and  Text  work

‘blue’


Borders of place
Borders of skin
Borders of light

Memories of the rag trade
The seagulls talk about it
We don’t listen
Still girders hold vigil

Colour flies out the window
Wind lifts the blue
Heating system footsteps
Clouds linger

Reluctant to hear the birds today
The seagulls, today
Pinpricks of other stories
Rivets of tension

Where do I sit?
Where do I sit?

Suspended blue
Vulnerable and dispossessed
Spiralling portals of air

The river feeds us
Ambulance to the rescue
Sink into the earth

Be held
Be comforted
Woman in a dress

One window open
The gutters are full
And bouncing

Clod hopping rain
Dark daytime
Can’t read

Fallen blue
Re-hung

A change of direction
More aerial
Is it permanent?

Escape
The emergency stairs
Stare at me

The blue imitates leaving
As I do

Returning seeds grow

Thoughts stretching
Take shape

The seagulls sing through rain

Falling water
Lifts my spirits

Lines of light
Fold over the building

Ladders of release
In the back alley

Patterns of light hold the space
Warm air tumbles in
Container and contained
A window opens the body


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Written in response to a four week residency on the empty first floor space at Highbridge studios and gallery in Newcastle upon Tyne, culminating in a performance installation which included this poetry 1.7.11