Remmesgate
Everything is 5 minutes 41 seconds
faster on Jacob's ladder
the anti-piss stones
marshal you down
where you find
in macadamed light
Marx on a beach
on Ramsgate sands,
from the Plains of Waterloo
'During an interspace
of silenced tone,
with the single word: 'Struggle.'
international class hotel: the
Granville, overlooking the sea
a Trans-Europa ferry
registered as My Lucky Star
is sold for scrap,
hornwracked the moss animal
bryozoan, and some stone jetties
stretch out to the North Sea
which is yellowish today
under dawns early light
you gave up with old red eyes
zen the lily pink american reds.
Pig Alley with its narrow passageways
remembering Pugin
the disjointed frames
divided into flats
of lost symmetry in English house,
leaking a diet of worms
in the year of our lord
one thousand five hundred
and twenty one
each house had a private entrance
by the teak staircase
not for being limbless
on benches and poverty wages
the lark was singing
near Albion Gardens
"In memory of," dry rot
in our basement flat
Boron powder dissolved
in water on Liverpool Lawn
the forgotten Augusta Steps,
now gnarled amber roots
on tinder boards
where the grain barge
headed for Hudsons mill
about 50 years ago
the landlord said.
