trained it to camberwell same journey looped over years & years until landscape no longer unzips / late model hunter-gatherer’s tatty green bags lugging foodstuffs from supermarket a muchness of foot traffic kerb-trade all this is just hairdressing / trees bow to the powerlines as they should to avert skyshow this auspicious horizon evening city advertises itself blue white red
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arrive safely home spoilers evaded in time to catch leftover epiphanies the new set top box’s signal sometimes shy of colour / ensconced in a comfort suburb pushing boundaries like bending spoons on late-night special / m.j.’s death gets uri geller back into primetime like broadcasts are mere real estate don’t forget it camberwell boy such sagacity can seed a career
Sunday, July 05, 2009
camberwell (2009)
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Great writing Stu.
ReplyDeleteI had to wear a dictionary a lot, cause words here where pretty though, but it more than worth it all.
-all this is just hairdressing, It feels like that but I do not know why. It fells more like make up, a temporary facade.
-Late model hunters-gatherers keep changing faster than the last. Indeed they still have the same name, cause changes don't give time to choose a new proper one.
-pushing boundaries for the blind you meant? or the imaginary ones?
-of course that prime time like broadcast are mere real state. That is a great one.
Thanks Mariana.
ReplyDeleteThere are quite a few local references in this one. Camberwell is a 'well-to-do'/bourgeois suburb in Melbourne, where perhaps anyone 'pushing boundaries' risks being viewed as some kind of freak. Or that's sometimes how it feels to me, anyway.