new year

January 1, 2011 § 2 Comments

The clock is large, about thirty inches across. Roman numerals in a familiar circuit. The hands are moving from one minute to the next without being seen. The person watching shifts attention from the circle, to the figures, to the unmoving moving hands and it alights at the centre, where truly nothing is moving. How would it be if this centre expanded to the rim, the person thinks.


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§ 2 Responses to new year

  • Karin says:

    Numbers flashing ten to nought on the side of a vast building adjacent to the South Bank. London Eye changing colours, voices chanting in rough unison with numbers. Nought approaches. The world turns.

    • London is evoked in the midst of the Texas winter sun, and the reader feels pleasant longing for the muddle of streets, a remembered December greyness, and the hum of iconic taxis and buses.

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