PASSAGES: Alchemy of the Quotidian

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Alchemy of the Quotidian

What Pipes Dream of , November 2008, J Bowring

I drew a line,

I drew a line for you,

Oh what a thing to do,

And it was all yellow.

(From 'Yellow', Coldplay, 2000)

4 comments:

Folded letters said...: Dreams of any kind (pipe or otherwise) are always good. I say necessary, even. Besides who's to say whether
your dream is the 'pipe' kind. Or the other.

-fl; November 5, 2008 at 8:10 PM
jacky bowring said...: Or whether, in fact, pipes dream at all...; November 5, 2008 at 9:57 PM
Anonymous said...: they do dream...

suspended in time and place
shackled medieval style
to a soviet concrete wall
stammering shrill to none all winter
dripping nasally through bleak summers
this pipe dreams ahead to its time as a Cobra
dreams of striking
feeling venom surge
then sunning, stone drowsy
against warm adobe.

Hi Jacky; November 24, 2008 at 3:48 PM
jacky bowring said...: Ah yes, wonderful worlds which plumb the hidden depths of plumbing ... thanks Bruno; November 24, 2008 at 11:57 PM

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