Consequences of Paper

The tree in the park
stands and holds conference
with the breeze in the dark

When you see the leaves move
you believe the tree enjoys the wind
but at night

when the branches wince and weave
they breathe with doubt

difficult choices made and unmade
in a flux of woven tickets

admission intermission
extraction and division

final stages now evident
the space in which we look
at each other
hoping
to explain the night

the pages they rent
burnt memory vapour

the pictures they wrought
mercury flash death

Street Dream Can

In the street energy is released
hanging in the air the fog moves so slow
It can take the air away
bearing the real names
the only one proven
by real science
only in the city
can they make such claims

the focus of your eye her
hair fake blond and solid
turning the corner
you can see she believes
in her movement and time
only in the city you find
pieces of glass so flat
and final

twitter poetry

Note: the twitter poem is presented in real time sequence, in other words backwards it read you.


nalexanderoh here i go, time to write I suppose - pursuit by wild pigeons and mosquitoes ready on my nose
less than 5 seconds ago from web


nalexanderdeep breaths taken in given out sharp words never worked and here they cut like a graven blade across paths never sought
less than 5 seconds ago from web

nalexanderwonder modern day demigod of the twittering masses and we sit and wonder what we are saying what we sigh about
less than 5 seconds ago from web

nalexandercurrently accepting followers to the inner sactum, the nalexander twitter stream - one of the least important in the world where demi boy
less than 5 seconds ago from web

nalexanderthis is my "private twitter" - open to the world but I will only follow a few accounts. The main account is nalex
half a minute ago from web

theseainwinterarise my body, my small body, we have striven enough, and He is merciful; we are forgiven.
about 7 hours ago from web

theseainwinter(to your left a wood-pidgeon flies into the window, the view is of housetops sending up tendrils of smoke)
about 7 hours ago from web

theseainwintera great yawn is accompanied by the stretching upward of your willowbranch arms
about 7 hours ago from web

theseainwinteryou are sat at the kitchen table wrapped only in an untidy sheet, rays of sunlight ripple & stir in your hair and at my feet.
about 7 hours ago from web

theseainwintertweets for the first time in one year;
about 7 hours ago from web

nalexanderconsidering next update for nalexander.net - the slowest website evolution in the known world...
1:32 PM Mar 11th from web

nalexanderWelcome to the nalexander.net twitter stream
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nalexanderconsidering all the options
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nalexanderrejoining twitter
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seven sevens

it is here one again
the even and the odd
the square and the cube
offset by a hand
and disguised as a shoe
the wheels turn and grind
and they catch you again
making memories noting
the passage of time
in small dollops of
tears coursing down cheeks
the grandmother who holds her breath
under the dancing waters of the river
overhead the screaming in her eyes
as she looks up past you
she seeks your inspection
but you can not see her
from where you were
it is the passing of
the ripples that you see
the surfaces of things
as they creep up and
before you know it
it ends