"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
The Earth has set the sky ablaze with glorious hues of orange. Strombolian explosions spew incandescent blocks, emerging from the Throat of Fire with biblical intent as they race down fragile, bulging flanks. An ancient scar starts to throb, its suppurating skin pulsating with intemperate rage as beneath its …
The crest above the grassy plains dominates the outlook; its raw-boned peaks threatening to pierce the very fabric of the sky, as beneath its jutting crown mislaid senses of distant lands lie buried beneath the snowpack: The fabricated whispers of spinning jennies cast as muted echoes in the ice, …
At the top of the world we slowly cast our sonic nets beneath the waves, in search of the secrets that these soundscapes suppress. Spectrograms oscillate with aquatic effervescence, mimicking every muffled sigh that reverberates beneath pristine, crystal waters. Dancing across the pixels, a medley of melodies slowly reveal …
Basking in the tainted gloss of west coast rays, these once frigid waters overflow with sustenance, enticing anchovies to cavort along the coastlines; their corporeal writhing a carnal call to hungry, ancient giants. Upstream, waves of heat weave blobs of warmth into toxic bouquets, their ghastly aromas leeching beneath …
Moving swiftly across the swamp the sparrow tentatively spreads out his territory; a phonic palisade, which he surveys with vain conviction. Contented in solitude, he slides into symphonic soliloquy; preening at the sumptuousness of his stereotypic performance. Halfway through the encore An unwanted response echoes his call. Susceptible to …
Not all heat is made equal. Between streets stained red with the indelible ink of discrimination, the clammy embrace of federal excess can still be felt. Microclimates persist as green gentrification plasters over the excesses of historic housing policies, pacifying those who can now afford it with promises …
After the accident the forest returned, blanketing forsaken machinery in a gentle, unfamiliar embrace. Stacks of contaminated televisions lie in heaps, repurposed as shelters for the returning fauna. Computer screens that once glimmered with potency now lie abandoned, tainted by a film of excrement, and something that we mustn’t name. …
In swathes of fractured colours you wheel across unbroken skies, a kaleidoscope of memory drifting between seasons; patterns shifting sensitively to the subtleties of scale. Captured in synthetic mist nests, we sift your shifting patterns from the shimmering rains; avian constellations that have become littered with lapses in ecological …
Entrenched in an endless cycle of external consumption, the intractable habits of your daily transgressions castigate your presence; a scourge on the environment you inhabit. Eschewing independence, your gluttonous palette moistens as disposable feasts line up before you; their limitations beyond the focus of your insatiable gaze. The consequences …
Floating between distant horizons, you dance upon a fraying thread; turning somersaults as butterflies threaten to break free from the fragile anchor beneath your flailing feet. Muscles weaken with your inaction, as brittle bones lose their inhibitions; gliding towards an unseen surface that shimmers forever out of reach against …