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Wednesday, 17 December 2014

without searching (the nine days of christmas day one)

i have no desire to know how things got here
neither do I seek out intellectual arguments
i do hope to be able to become so close that
i form temporary or permanent attachments

todays blue skies, friendships again reunited
tonight’s theatrical performance, with scripts 
by the lady who wrote Dinner Ladies, based on
voltaire’s book Candide; it is for the best; it is



poems as prayers
from a non-religious person
yet someone trying to be
a spiritual person

Have A Good Holiday
Christopher

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Leaving You Behind

Shallow waters, heavyweight grasses
The first signs of singular stratification

Small boats, outlandish plans, time
To stand in line for disembarkation


From Christopher Sanderson's Ireland Poems
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Tuesday, 16 December 2014

Derrynane House

Only the red rust light, behind these calm closed eyes
Only the muffled conversation, and the sounds of soft rolling seas
Only the sweet scent of a flower, that I am unable to define
Other than it has a lemon blossom, and grows wild on the dunes


From Christopher Sanderson's Ireland Poems
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Monday, 15 December 2014

Viewing Point

The immensity of it all, caught in an instant, with our instant camera
We have become more Japanese than the Japanese, who take their pictures standing on the overhanging wall
Yet it is we who are quiet, whilst it is they who make boisterous conversation “ya, ya, ma”, “ya, ya, ma”


From Christopher Sanderson's Ireland Poems
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Sunday, 14 December 2014

Motoring

The winding river winds
Winds away from the bridge
Where the winding water flows
Slow days
Have gone by so slowly
As we try to reach out
Reach out for our destination


From Christopher Sanderson's Ireland Poems
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