I’ve been giving my Soundcloud site a little attention. There are one or two earlier recordings there, but I’ve also just uploaded a reading of a short new poem called ‘Slow Dance’.
I wrote this as part of a short writing course I attended recently at Dundee University given by the excellent Lindsay MacGreggor (Lindsay has just published a new pamphlet called ‘Weepers’)
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Enciphered from the east, Al Khwarazimi
Scores an equalibrium of balanced meters.
Hindu circles to ring our empty spaces,
Skirt bare untruths, bind absences safe and round.
Byron’s girl laces the Persian rhythm tighter,
Unspindled Holleriths punch steady big blue beats.
And now Hippolyta’s sister shadows every step
Marking where each tap may toe another line.
But joys surprised from a panache of chance,
Dancers can still out stumble clockwork dance.
In part this came from thoughts after reading ‘No one in control: The algorithms that run our lives‘ (Hal Hodson, New Scientist 7/2/2015)
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