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Another slow Saturday morning

 

Selected poems

 

STRANGE DANCE TWINS?

(Musing upon possible interchange between math and poetry)

 

Mathematics —- Haiku

A co-joined matrix of real?

Both sharp performers!

 

See what might be there

Imaginative dance twins

Long delving what is

 

Rigorous action!

Strong Deductive disciplines!

Subset of each other?

 

Establish grounding

Conjectures the possible

Patterning the whole!

 

Delving what is here

Numbers and Words together

Spring-boarding the NEW!

 

 

ANOTHER SLOW SATURDAY MORNING!

(GREAT!)

 

There continues

right NOW

to be

an iconic presencing

to a slow —- light-bright

Saturday Morning

 

Bread

with locally-crafted

marmalade

 

Knife licked

with a subtle delight

Such a delicate art this!

 

Halved grapefruit

Bartered with

neighbor

for chillie paste

Always served

with crinkled edges

 

There is

plenty of both to share

WANT SOME??

Can include

some Beetroot relish

And Ginger Kombucha

as well!

 

Hmmm —-

Better warm up

the Coffee —- AGAIN!

Coffee with HONEY

(of course)

 

Gotta mate

coming for lunch

Plenty of stuff

hanging around

Glad it’s not ‘till 1ish

always “ish” —- or “about”

 

 

John CranmerJohn Cranmer lives in Boronia on the outer edge of Melbourne. He is as a Uniting Church Minister (somewhat retired) and, in collaboration with Denham Grierson, has recently produced a collection of poems, Walking on Bones.

Topic tags: John Cranmer, poetry

 

 

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