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Honour Bright

J. Elk-Baptisté

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J. Elk-Baptisté

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Honour Bright


A flicker in the eye of the clone.

Will you like taking Bim for a walk?

We will sit beneath the willow, some

There outside the Donna Kebab

And listen to tunes from the calliope

Steam hissing from a pavement grille

Bim looking up into leaf-stripped branches

Sees a map stretched against a gray sky

And enquires after the time of day

From a place of stirring thought

To an awakening in a place of incarnate

Souls envious of rights to make crossings

Choosing between bridges between worlds

Feelings of foreboding abound

Where true friends are not

Where happiness is not

Where love is not

Our winter willow is forever distant

Little wheels

Feel I need little wheels on me

To make things easier

In getting about

The house

The next time you are at the mall

Be sure to pay attention

You will see many

Wheels there

When you think about it it’s great

This world is full of wheels

Invented by apes

Not us

Life for a wheel is curious

No beginning or end

Just around and round

And round

Perfect heart

You are blind and cannot see the sea

You have a dog but can’t climb trees

You don’t like it in the rose garden

For there are many snagging thorns

You are very fond of ice cream shops

Cool scent of sweetness is there

The tapped out tune your fingers play

When your brother’s stutter starts and stalls

His merry giggling fills the nursery-room

Your smiling graces all

Honour Bright

Yes, but why do those poor things tails fall off?

They are decoys for predators.

But they are tails—part of the creature!

Don’t think of them as tails then.

How would you like it if your legs fell off?

Whenever a police car came up behind us?

Now you’re being silly.

Someone should collect them up and

Make soup of them.

That’s ridiculous and revolting

At least it’s not wasteful.

Do you always tell me the truth?

I do.

Honor Bright?

Uh huh, Honor Bright, yes.

Did you ever poke a lizard when you were young?


Shirley wants to sit next to me

She spins round and her plait hits me

It was like a whip

Right in my face

It stung my eye

Will you tell her mother for me

She can’t have plaits

I don’t want her to have them

Yes, she is my friend…

Yes, she is!

But why should I get whipped?

If her mother doesn’t stop her

I will…

I will take scissors

In my backpack

And snip them off.


The girls are away with Gran’

And it’s so peaceful

It is bliss

It’s heaven

You have no idea

How guilty I feel

Saying such things

They’ve been gone for

Several hours now

But it’s as if

Days have passed

I felt lost without them

At first and so took

A long steaming hot bath

I’m more settled, yes

Perhaps I should call?

Do you think?

But is it too soon?

Gran’ will think

I believe she can’t cope

When everything’s fine

Perfect indeed mm—

I‘ll wait another hour

Lulu was so sweet


Couldn’t unzip her new

Sleeping bag

Vanessa said they might share

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