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Purple-less and Loitering - Bart Brassica’s Perpetual Pursuit

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Alone and palely loitering has been how Mavis Eggwhistle has described herself during the Great Hiatus where Bart Brassica was some place he coyly refers to as Nowhere-To-Be-Seen, now in an attempt to regain some social chutzpah, or at least get a a Mince Tart or some allied Seasonal Greeting from Mavis, Bart has, after considering what enhanced

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Shadow Facts = Bart Brassica's Theory of Endarklement

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Is Bart setting up as a sun dial? Diagonally speaking this is a long shot, as we know from Bart's past estrangement. His shadow may caste him off rather than the reverse. Readers might remember the pickled beet episode where Bart's shadow left and how eventually Bart coaxed it back with by wearing a large strawberry on his head.

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Ice Ice Baby - Cyrotherapy for a Fee

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Bart Brassica's return from the wilderness, with that new eye, has Granny Egg singing 'Bring in the Clones'. Mavis Eggwhistle vacillates between a sometimes rapture at Bart's reappearance and a queasy feeling that time might have taken an about face. Bart has come up with this photo saying it was a long immersion in his Cyrotherapy Cave that

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Three -The Rivals! Covered All In Green-O

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While these are not rushes that green the day, this is the first time Bart Brassica - now with two pin-tack eyes to watch with, has been actually seen with Mr Farmhand and the infamous Frank Winkler. Is that a lily-pad Mr Farmhand is perched on? Rural work comes in many guides, and as we see here a

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Bart's Momento Mori - or a Question of Skulduggery

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Bart's return to Hunterdon County has not been without some posturing, here he has climbed up high on a disused cranium to survey his old haunts. Granny Egg, who says she always suspected Bart of skulduggery, claims he his new complexion is due to plastic surgery, and not as Bart has been putting around, due to his conquering

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Breaking News -Bart Brassica has been to Hellebore and is Back

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Look who Mavis Eggwhistle found pitching in in the Hellebores. Mavis said it is sight for two eyes, and she is more than perplexed, firstly Bart reappears, looking younger than ever, and now with double-barrelled vision. All he has said by way of explanation is that he has been to Hellebore and back. Mavis is not sure, is

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Looking at Fra Angelica - Virgin, Child and Pomegranate

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Looking at Fra Angelica - Virgin, Child and Pomegranate Image

The cherubic babe in Fra Angelica's lovely portrait is worth studying, for the coloration of the cheeks and the fine shadows of the infants curly hair. For me the best way to look closely is to try to depict it in Prussian Blue. The result here is nothing at all like the original, and so wide of the

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Love at First Sight - Taj + Mahal

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There is a monochronic virtue to the Taj Mahal, which I first saw here at end of day from across the river, its towers tilted out just enough to ensure their fall and so imperil the central dome, its ancillary underpinning arches. While the photograph reduces it a poor 2-D reproduction, in reality it so beautiful I cried when

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April in Cuba in a Blue Sports Car

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It was not until I went to Cuba, to walk Havana's edgy streets, replete with 1950's gorgeously chromed and lux coloured auto's that I started to wonder about that line about the April sun in Cuba. Now it is April in Cuba and an afternoon touring in a blue as blue sports car seems like a world away.

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Granny Egg’s Gelatinising Isolation -

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Thoughts like jelly-blubbering, Granny Egg dreams of diving off her jetty, into the pond - it’s brackish, slimy with a skin of peepers, and silt aside, somewhere between knee and shoulder deep, if one is sitting down, but here we see it’s deep enough to submerge a dream persona. Thoughts like jelly-blubbering, Granny Egg dreams of diving off

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Old Photographs of Florence

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There is something heroic about this courtyard, the lovely eveningness of the light, the grand scale of the columns, each unique and over everything that shadowy mood. The photo dates from decades back, yes- it's those clothes - and now I think it was the inner courtyard of the Uffizi but I may be wrong about that. What

at 08:41

Mrs Woo-Star’s : Spooked Too Soon?

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Mrs Woo-Star ‘s great flexibility gives her the ability to see behind her back, which she has availed of of late, as she has the feeling that she is being pursued. Is the past catching up to Mrs Woo-Star, and in particular adverse possession of Brass Acre’s? Here she is seen visiting her local library, whether to look

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Violas bear Him Away - New Jersey Gothic

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Sadly, Bart Brassica has not been seen in these parts for years. This post revisits an old photograph of Bart, bucket-handed and embedded in violas, the New Jersey Gothic gorgeousness of the black ground and all those violas, has Mavis Eggwhistle wondering. If she is not exactly hopeful, she is stalwart and does not subscribe to despair about

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Scythed Sealed Delivered - Mr Farmhand's Anti-Covid Cocoon

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In the current pandemic Mr Farmhand, conscious of the need to stay safe while out walking, is seen here putting the finishing scythe-wise sealant on his Walking Cocoon. Once inside he will, hamster-esque, merely need to keep his compass steady and a steady pace to roll to his destination in cocooned isolation. In the current pandemic Mr Farmhand,

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Dirt in deed and done dirt chic!

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It will not come a surprise to anyone who lives within a curcubit of Mr Farmhand that he his favourite band is still AC/DC, and he is still of the view that the lyrics Dirty Deeds is actually Dirt in Deed, and a reference to the virtues of soil cultivation. Now that Mr Farmhand has traded in his

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Russians in Prussian

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Usually with these redo's of photo's in Prussian Blue I note who photographed whom. But here while I'm thinking Rasputin, those dark eyes, the cyanotic mouth, I've no notes just that unlovely and overly large date. Usually with these redo's of photo's in Prussian Blue I note who photographed whom. But here while I'm thinking Rasputin, t... Usually with these

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The Consolations of Lists in Isolation or a Pint of Pins

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Having noticed this box of pins on my desk, the impulse to list a Varieties of Pins commenced: Tie, map, dress, fibula, safety, nappy, kilt, cross-headed steel, dental, rolling, insular, gregarious, nafores, money, point, famous, donkey-tail, drawing, -it-down. So, while not exhaustive, and let's face it, we have enough of that of late, lists console. Having noticed this

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In Two Minds - and Two Hats

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If you cannot decide to wear a chapeau, a topper, a top hat or a bandeau, you can be in two minds with two moustaches, so get ahead of yourself and double your chances. If you cannot decide to wear a chapeau, a topper, a top hat or a bandeau, you can be in two minds with two

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Kawabata: Beauty and Sadness - A recommendation for days of isolation

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Yasunari Kawabata's slim novel 'Beauty and Sadness' is both of these things, from the opening scene in a near empty first class train carriage with its swivel seats idly turning, expensive luggage left unattended, the feeling of being a passenger in an elegant and profound tragedy grows. The sense of transitory beauty, haunted and fatalistic is established through

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Lichens to a Soft Shoe Shovel

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These are strange times indeed and for a moment I thought Mr Farmhand had come down with a case of Existential Crises driven by erosion of his trusty implement - the head or shovel part of the shovel, to call a spade a shovel, but now I see he has adapted his ex-shovel into a cane and is

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Study in White

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Whitewashed wall, white vase by Dinosaur Design, and contemporary Japanese porcelain bowl that is practically perfect in its balance and geometry and morning light. Whitewashed wall, white vase by Dinosaur Design, and contemporary Japanese porcelain bowl that is practically perfect in its balance and g... Whitewashed wall, white vase by Dinosaur Design, and contemporary Japanese porcelain bowl that

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The Brothers Bunraku Pianola - or the uses of Campari and Soda

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The Brothers Bunraku -Pianola are keeping an eye on things, patient observers of the everyday, of who comes in and who goes out. This last months, being in days of Covid 19, the traffic is confined to two yours trulies. Still they are optimists, and having waited five years in a drawer in my house before I constructed

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Swimming in Heavy Weather in the Empty Egg City Pool

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It has been too long since we have checked in on Mavis Eggwhistle, Florista extraordinaire and plucky first adopter of stem cell therapy (See Rearmament - Mavis regains her arms) . Always one for the pond, Mavis has recently taken up ocean swimming, although this presents challenges in landlocked Hunterdon County. Ever adaptable she swims in Egg

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Con Fuschia

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Autumn, the fuschia is that handy thing, a constant bloom. A run of hanging, balletic particles, unfashionable like witch;s britches or hats without a race course. These suggest a chord that might ring with bell like clarity, though not in this dimension. Autumn, the fuschia is that handy thing, a constant bloom. A run of hanging, balletic particles,

at 07:36

Granny Eggwhistle in Splendid Isolation

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Granny Eggwhistle has, until now, been loquacious but unseen personage in the intermittent reports from Hunterdon County that have come to be known as the Episodes from the Mr Farmhand Series. She has, as she says of herself, cow-alessed here, in the April Sunday sun in Splendid Isolation. Splendid Isolation is her small farmlet, or as the novelists

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Dark Star or No Dearth of Darth Orchids

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Some years this dark orchid puts out twenty flower spikes, last year there was none. This year’s set is not profuse but still abundant and being largely in a state of stasis in the house, and in need of flowers, this, with its heady scent, its intensity and steady blooming, is what the epidemiologist calls for : a

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Best Valentine in 2020 for Bling Bling Bling

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Like reading old letters, the bijoux box, is part cut and paste, part nostalgia and one hundred percent worthy of reassembling into this heart of glass beads, pearls, a satsuma button, cloisonné and diamantes, to remind me that faux or not , to paraphrase the Velveteen Rabbit, love makes it real. Enjoy the day of Valentine. Like reading

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Curiosity Cabinet

As a child I thought there was a jewel box hidden in my parent's house, I imagined there was a cache of pink cut glass rings - the ones with adjustable soft metal sizing - laid out in pink foam in the nailed tight plyboard box in my brothers' walk-in robe.

Years later, I realised the box was really the back of the bathroom cabinet. I got a lot of enjoyment out of those pink glass jewels that weren't there. Imaginery treasures are curiously satisfying.

Here is a central point where someone who might be interetested can see what bits of words, some links to work published in journals and ezines, and images that I have made.

Absent Knowledge

We are talking about knowing certain facts,

and he says, I know all that or used to,

it is only that I can’t remember.

Is this not knowing or forgetting

what you know? Perhaps the head holds

a trace of what was there,

perhaps it is there but can’t find

the way out; maybe it was there but left,

or there was a rumour that it was coming

but never did,

like the promised holiday ,

in Pennant Hills. At eight years old

I would lie in bed at night a hardly contained

precipice of anticipation that time

would take me to Pennant Hills and a big house

with a swimming pool. I can see

the façade of the house, the curve

of suburban street, where that house

I never went to might be - or even was.

Though I know I never went, maybe

somewhere, there is an unborn memory

of being there, and I am thwarted by absent knowledge

from enjoying what I did not do.

Carol Jenkins

From Voices from the Meadow Wollongong Workshop Anthology 2007 ( Five Islands Press)

Bambiraptor

The Going Down Swinging # 25 -special double CD edition has at last unwrappped itself in Sydney, with a lauch at the Last Bastion of Civilisation last Wednseday 25 September. I still don't know what is in this CD it apart from my spoken word poem Bambiraptor as I was incarcarated in an invention called Good Mummydom. I hope every one else had a good time at the launch party.

The fossil Bambiraptor’s importance in the evolutional of dexterity and the dissonant name gave me this rave by Blanche (Street Car Named Desire) - here she makes a play for Bambiraptor believing his tough and powerful persona is lined with tenderness, like Stanley. This poem is one of my bids to get fossils to colonise and take over the myth as the substratum of literature.

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