
When we don’t blink;
flat card
shiny screens
tumbleweed
When we see gloss;
fibres shrink
sparks skitter
squared-glitter
When it flicks past;
throbbing maps
torso shafts
10-second crafts
Then with starry-eyed rats;
unvalidated mobs
Cyber Queens
and tepid cleaning
Then with hardened cheeks;
hidden villains
rouge teeth
and uncouth bleats
Then with development traps;
gaslit grins
ghosting hats
and bleary – burnt out chats
- We lift a pencil
To draw the footpath,
on a scrap of straw
beneath the veil of now
- We turn consciously left
To absorb the mind ,
with a new view
beneath the veil of now
- We push that door
To feel the body ,
move peace into flow
beneath the veil of now
You tell your friend;
you noticed fearful hope ,
in people’s masked faces
beneath the veil of now
About the Creator
Alex B Clarke
Current Academic Research.
Analysing the ways in which literary texts have attempted to represent the sociocultural themes and relationships of idyllic landscapes and warscapes, through the ironic tones of the interwar years in Europe.


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