From my poetry blog.
The young and the well hung quartered and drawn striding through chapters toothless raptors wireless adaptors aborted newborn The herd and the blackbird song feathered dawn erasing through channels annulled annals amphibious mammals bucketed spawn
My wife Jen told me that this is an ideal day to get the washing dry.
If any of my neighbours should find our towel, you can keep the pegs.
I love these ‘then and now’ montages, showing the ghosts of East End London.
The footsteps we step in; the breath that we breathe.
From my poetry blog
Spider Webs A paucity of lines to begin with, held by examples of faith unattached to a creed, forming into white, frosted webs, rising to be a tangle of sky, prone to bead on dew-dusted mornings, each tremulous strand born of hunger and longing. ©AndrewJamesMurray
Just when you think that man has learnt from his mistakes, and that as a species we can be filled with optimism for the future, you hear the news:
Boyzone are back.
I’ve just started reading Jack Finney’s The Body Snatchers.
Invasion of the Body Snatchers and The Thing From Another World are my favourite 50’s sci-fi films, and though I’ve watched Invasion many times over the years it’s taken me this long to read the book. I’m not sure why. The same thing happened with Jaws.
Jaws is one of the few instances, possibly the only instance, where I’ve preferred the movie adaptation to the book itself, and as I love the Body Snatchers film perhaps the same thing will happen now. My expectations are, though, that I’ll at least be checking the garden shed and beneath the decking for pods. Anything less and I’ll be disappointed.
The title of this post is, of course, taken from the movie, and there’s another line which, if you substitute the name Becky for Andy, I’m sure my wife could relate to:
I’ve been afraid a lot of times in my life. But I didn’t know the real meaning of fear until… until I had kissed Becky.
City Jackdaw 