it's winter
low sun
it's cold in the backyard
trains passing
the weekend's snow
turning to slush
almost disappearing
the autumn leaves
shrivelled on the ground
brown
dried
a cat came over the fence
across the railway tracks
down the bank
is this the same cat I saw in the allotment
through the long grass
a couple of days ago
and other wildlife
the foxes
the magpies in the trees
and those birds that sing at night
do the foxes get into the backyard
I've yet to see one
********
the train
the East London line
one way to Dalston Junction
the main line
to London Bridge
and the other
New Cross Station
the trains slow
as they pull in to New Cross station
the faster
on the far side track
and then the lines
to London Bridge
from Kent
and beyond
********
I'm making a soup
from the left over vegetables
frying up some onions
some garlic
tomatoes
some slushy snow on top of the ivy on the fence
slices of time here
the soup of the weekend weather
layers of recordings
observations
ingredients thrown into the soup
layers of time
different meals
cooked at different times
slices of onion
recombined
slices of parsnip
in a soup
soup is a mashup
a few day's meals
a few day's culinary observations
literally mashed up
all cooked in the same place
the whole becomes
a mixture of slices through time
********
the sound of frying
the fog of the weekend's cooking
Saturday's curry
Friday's vegetables
slicing metaphors
in goes the garlic
some water
********
I thought I would become a train
or a cat
or a fox
let it simmer
the cat as it comes across the tracks
down the bank
into the backyard
the fox as it snuffles around
scavenging
scraps of food
********
the train
as it enters the station
on the last leg
from Canada water
through Surrey Quays
into New Cross
where it rests
for ten minutes
or so
it returns
refreshed
back on its journey to
Dalston Junction
relieved of pressure
and friction
that caused the wheels to spark
on the icy rails
on Saturday night
illuminating the entire room
illuminating the backyard
bright
split second
flashes
********
parsnip
sweet potato
********
low sun
it's cold in the backyard
trains passing
the weekend's snow
turning to slush
almost disappearing
the autumn leaves
shrivelled on the ground
brown
dried
a cat came over the fence
across the railway tracks
down the bank
is this the same cat I saw in the allotment
through the long grass
a couple of days ago
and other wildlife
the foxes
the magpies in the trees
and those birds that sing at night
do the foxes get into the backyard
I've yet to see one
********
the train
the East London line
one way to Dalston Junction
the main line
to London Bridge
and the other
New Cross Station
the trains slow
as they pull in to New Cross station
the faster
on the far side track
and then the lines
to London Bridge
from Kent
and beyond
********
I'm making a soup
from the left over vegetables
frying up some onions
some garlic
tomatoes
some slushy snow on top of the ivy on the fence
slices of time here
the soup of the weekend weather
layers of recordings
observations
ingredients thrown into the soup
layers of time
different meals
cooked at different times
slices of onion
recombined
slices of parsnip
in a soup
soup is a mashup
a few day's meals
a few day's culinary observations
literally mashed up
all cooked in the same place
the whole becomes
a mixture of slices through time
********
the sound of frying
the fog of the weekend's cooking
Saturday's curry
Friday's vegetables
slicing metaphors
in goes the garlic
some water
********
I thought I would become a train
or a cat
or a fox
let it simmer
the cat as it comes across the tracks
down the bank
into the backyard
the fox as it snuffles around
scavenging
scraps of food
********
the train
as it enters the station
on the last leg
from Canada water
through Surrey Quays
into New Cross
where it rests
for ten minutes
or so
it returns
refreshed
back on its journey to
Dalston Junction
relieved of pressure
and friction
that caused the wheels to spark
on the icy rails
on Saturday night
illuminating the entire room
illuminating the backyard
bright
split second
flashes
********
parsnip
sweet potato
********
for Autumn Fog, with Lynn Loo,
7 February 2012
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