Bewilderhof – 18

January 25, 2015 § Leave a comment

Bewilderhof – 18

Chapter 18
– 8mm mindjump

he was between
dimensions again
it happened
whenever
something innocuous
rewound the film,
triggering
a session of
rummaging,
and when it happened
he felt as though
he was
looking for a pearl
among the
detritus
of a strange
beautiful
moment

a re-screened evening
of a kid in a vest
made almost entirely
of pockets
sitting on a porch

a
few
steps from
the kitchen door
hens head to
roost cats
scratch
his

dog
faking
rabidity with help from
a toad -unaware-

night music
cued by
a screech from the eulenloc
a barn owl beginning
nocturnal hunt

here, 50 years removed,
pearls had become
a rarity in the
dust of present August
small stones though
– a plenty
and just as he
was settling
back in
what may or may not
have been
the proper decade

he grew
by the mass
of one –
kicked loose from the drive
inspected
and added
to his collection
as he reached
the barrow handles

(c) 2015 Fred Whitehead

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