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Thursday, 1 May 2008

yellow light

St. Pancras station (1868) in the foreground, and Kings Cross station (1852) behind. Eerie yellow light... wet.

"This is not my home. How did I get so far from water? It must be over that way somewhere. "

Sunday, 27 April 2008

Friday, 11 January 2008

Graffiti - Kings Cross

Graffiti around Kings Cross. For large versions click on image.

"Always fail" says the rat... banksy
Rogue cash point - banksy - Roseberry Avenue
Mao Tse Tung - Pentonville Road

One Art - Elizabeth Bishop

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

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Thursday, 1 May 2008

yellow light

Sunday, 27 April 2008

cerulean doors

Friday, 11 January 2008

Graffiti - Kings Cross

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