Alfred Lawn Tennis On

Roland Barthes

Cledgy, mired coach clay, flint, chipping stone way

Or road

Demi light with stars

Open

Big front window room to roam

Sloth slinks up till dawn and bedtime: dog in

Dog out

Pooh! One is grateful for a humongous stale

Log in

Watched over by Winnipeg beavers

Well-ordered sawmill workers of Saskatchewan

Never so big as the mad at the bbc

Fawning sycophantic plum voiced on

A day to dismember ken barlow charged

By bet lynchmob for druidic noncling

With children seven so far Prince Zorba:

Not dead just snoring.

 

Heed the two houses dwelling opposite

Growing in daylight I cannot see what

I am writing – very exciting and

Unusual typing errors do not

Matter with a pen: legibility

Is the thing. Speak to my legible

Razorbill; get advice and nails cut.

Five a day everyday: honeysuckled.

 

Police in california  dampen

Cold when asked about a disappointing

Flatfish takeaway from Martha’s Backyard.

Cannot see to count the spilt sugar in

Lap swept from the working surface landing

On my leg and cascading to rest like

Sand I am shorsighted and the shadow

Of my seated bulk all obscuring

 

All that falls before me I will smoke at

Four fifteen am. Single Ladies Final

Between Black Amazon screaming Yank

And White Caucasian screaming blond Yank

Rain unlikely and likely for grunting Spaniard

Man and grunting something Slavian man

On tomorrow, Sunday. Both of these events

Take place at the Roland Barthes tournament.

 

Fields of golden snails and periwinkles

Crushed by generations of bash foot

Stamping sliding budgeoning foot crunch

And make a sandpit in Paris to play in

Over the weekend and other times if you

Are rich, powerful, and influential

And it is not pissing down a deluge

For there is no ceiling roof for refuge.

 

To and fro: in and out of play all day

Work done over load and friction empty

Ball. Sweat is the weakness coming out we

Are oxygenerators on a grand

Scale writ large and mind still clear swift sharp

Mass, movement, power: but, slow, paused

Interrupted. Patterned by traditional

Regulation says the court is too big or small.

 

Time, light, weather, rootlessness, atmospheres…