Mapping the campus of Loughborough University – in poetry.

Stream Through Campus (partly)

@ A back of A Gas

Research Centre
in a Holywell Woods

(on a univers(e)
it(t)y town’s shade-tinged

rim of flickering histories)

a stream’s
wet thesis (will)

be

(gin)gan/gins

at a stream’s rising
a naked shape gives

& takes steps (is

(in a flash
-glimpse (in

a gap

between branches (seen

by an uplooking laid
low creaturely

eye))) a

dark letter X against sky)

a shape startled
a shape shifted

from undergrowth so

trembling fracture’s
a shape’s spell
at a stream’s
westerly beginnings

a shape’s dirt-smudge-steps
enter a ropey
trail see-through & murky
wet’s twine of stained cords all

wriggling liquid chaos

bare feet hurt
in a stream’s flow

feet quiver out wet steps
heading away from west to

follow a stream’s pass
age to gain

an entry easterly
to pass through

a gap in ground

on a rimland campus’s westerly edge
a shape’s steps slosh
as a stream’s clear flesh is

strolled through

a brick is a toad’s fossil instinct
a brick’s emotion is of
course oblong a toe slips

soft fumes of ditch-rot

now death-stench
harsh & sharp
as hot light
in nostrils
yet dark
as bog-sludge

a twinge of ancestry
flicks a shape’s left
Achilles’ tendon

chiffons polythenes
& ripped silks of water wrap

a shapely syllable’s walking

the passiveness of scum
holds other worlds

a culvert swallows a whole
town’s molten silvery windows
gleaming ropes writhe

all that’s
is seen

smooth slick
of slime over pebbles
a shape’s soles press

into an un

seen (sea) bed

jagged broken brick
clots of silt &
dissolved footnotes like

smoke blown through water

a shape’s fingers graze
a blackbird’s drenched dead frame
splayed in the stream
feathers like ink-jelly
needling pricks of fractured bone
plasticky quills of

course discourse
gets stretched

as twiggy sentences dangle strands
of intellecutal algae caught from
floodwaters’ carress

(through a wobbling lens
of a stream’s rippling skin

a shape’s shape
blurrs to a

fuzzy X seen
by a low-lying fish)

weed is a stream’s muscles
rubbing on a streambed’s bones
a drain-grille an organ of un

known grief

anxious at a grille’s mouth
weeds’ wavering green flags of

love(s)

thee willow once
was a novel exp
loded its leaves
its pages its trail
ing twigs a failed
structure but now

a kingfisher’s bright
blue myth told for
ever in a millionth

of this second

wet earth’s clean-dirt perfume
a shape’s toes press through
mud’s gritty ooze clear
water’s metal tang entwined

with faint
grilled beef burger

students eating
on grass in
sunshine knowledge

a moveable feast’s napkins

a young weeping
willow lets
tendrils scrape wet reflections

a shape

dissolves its letter X steps
through complete & gone

as sleep(’s)

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