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Four knots

Updated: Jun 10


IMAGE: Graphic novel style interpretation of the text


"I can look at a knot in a piece of wood till I am frightened at it." William Blake


Old cat sleeps stretched, soft and spare as though snared I pause to watch the rise and fall of her white belly, for the long minute of comfort that it gives


The park rail that makes half a heart at saving tykes, whirling high on scant freedom from white van wheels A blue tube bashed into a valentine for the delta


64 Ford Mustang, death black, crow eye black, waxed deep with the black love of a careful owner Drive-in seats smooth with matinee action beckon


The guitar curve of her hip, white and smooth, perfect above bows and blooms, my hand always finds before sleep Eternal and new in each slight shift, a classical movement




IMAGE: Drawing of a cat in a basket


Writing by BARRY FENTIMAN HALL


Artwork by LOUISE NEWELL (top)

Artwork by PHIL BARKER (bottom)


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