Much of my poetry is an attempt
To amplify those experiential moments
The ones which I share with myself
Those slight glimpses, of the past, or of the future
Which enter unannounced, silent
As a firm thought or indefinite as a vague fleeting image
Which require the crystal set amplifier
Of amplification to be turned up to the very top
Such as if Roger Bacon's magnifying lens
Might be used to inspect the cell
Or the Jodrell Bank telescope might be used
To interrogate the stars or the cosmos
Imagine now, if you will, that deep meditation
Which realises itself as a visualisation
However, with no Polaroid or such at hand
It would surely fade as easily as it arose
Becoming obscured
By the mere transience of life
