for IM
The image haunts me.
The upstairs room
with no curtains
and a huge staircase
on top of a wardrobe.
The wardrobe haunts me.
The upstairs image
with no room
and a huge curtains
on top of a staircase.
The staircase haunts me.
The upstairs wardrobe
with no image
and a huge room
on top of a curtains.
The curtains haunts me.
The upstairs staircase
with no wardrobe
and a huge image
on top of a room.
The room haunts me.
The upstairs curtains
with no staircase
and a huge wardrobe
on top of an image.
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Showing posts with label Ian McMillan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ian McMillan. Show all posts
Tuesday, 2 April 2013
HAUNTS
Labels:
ghosts,
haunting,
Ian McMillan,
nightmare,
noun shift,
OULIPO,
poem,
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Saturday, 23 March 2013
SNOW SIMILIES
for IM
Outside, snow falls like snow
falling. Snow falling in March
like snow falling in January
like snow fell in December.
Snowfall on the road like a road
covered in snowfall or snow
covering a road. Snow falls
like snow falls from the sky
into the rivers where it clots
among the branches like snow
clotted among the branches
in the river. Snow you've seen before,
deja snow, snow you've seen
before. These same white flakes
that drift like white flakes drift
against the house, snowing you in,
until you are snowed in by snow
like the snow that's falling now.
Labels:
Ian McMillan,
poem,
poems with pictures,
poetry,
pun,
repetition,
similie,
snow,
snowfall,
weather
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