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August 1, 2021 · 3:46 pm

Immeasurable – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Wholeness is not achieved by cutting off a portion of one’s being, but by the integration of the contraries.” Carl Jung

Immeasurable 

The curious arises with
an interesting question,
how is healing measured,
this is the narrative
suspended in the moment,
an unbounded possibility,
with time behind us asleep,
and an awakened energy
before us, the search for 
an answer returns in open-
ended imagination beyond
inherited understandings,
stopping briefly in that place
of my gentle acceptance,
through which all things 
made whole are immeasurable. 


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July 31, 2021 · 12:26 pm

A Soft Resting – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Work is not always required. There is such a thing a sacred idleness.” George Macdonald

A Soft Resting

I saw a remnant of myself,
something rusted, coiled, 
protruding from the earth
along the soft worn trail,
a spring long distended,
slack, spent, uncoiled from
its tight appointment held
in expectation of a downward,
pressured self, an overloaded
moment, surrendered to
release of a soft resting
along the quieter path set
apart from synthetic
acceptability of an imaginary,
plausible, path.


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July 29, 2021 · 2:55 pm

Eternal Palimpsest – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: another segment of cascade along the Lesmurdie Brook.

“A brook can be a friend in a special way.” Joan Walsh Anglund

Eternal Palimpsest 

I see you writing your story,
scoring your song along the
eternal spine of stored vibration,
compositions of worn love
hidden in abrasions, lost in folds
of timeless notions of intimacy,
smoothed across cleft and 
hollow of silences, now, once
more, the roar of charged 
meaning shaping a reawakening
of senses.


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July 28, 2021 · 2:51 pm

Sitting With Nature – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Hakea trifurcata found along Lesmurdie Brook, if you’re not taking time and looking you will miss it.

“There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature ….” Rachel Carson

Sitting With Nature

To sit
is to still, to see, to be
settled in connection
with all that is present,
feeling the space before you
as you reach out and touch
with all your senses wide open.

To sit
is to still, to see, to be
accepted in this moment
by all that desires to be
present to to you in your
quiet acceptance of the
generosity of this shared space 

To sit
is to still, to see, to
become part of all that is,
and return to your centre,
slowing down and listening in 
to the rhythms of life, that you 
might know yourself for the first time.


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July 26, 2021 · 3:18 pm

Every Now And Then – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Man [sic] is troubled not by events, but by the meaning he gives to them.” Epictetus

Every Now And Then

Every now and then suspicion arises that something is wrong,
shockwaves course through me as electromagnetic feedback,
exposing the delicate tension of unthinkable questions of risk,
knowing that the cracks cannot become profound wallpaper.

Shockwaves course through me as electromagnetic feedback,
a visible lament which gives and elegant glimpse of implications,
knowing that the cracks cannot become profound wallpaper,
the consequence of the blindness of isolated privilege.

A visible lament which gives an elegant glimpse of implications
increasingly woven from a variety of unstoppable reasons,
the consequence of the blindness of isolated privilege
that consumes every category of memoried construct as real.

Increasingly woven from a variety of unstoppable reasons,
exposing the delicate tension of unthinkable questions of risk
that consumes every category of memoried construct as real,
every now and then suspicion arises that something is wrong.


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July 25, 2021 · 4:18 pm

As The Light Shines – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: a Hakea along the Lesmurdie Brook.

“The pursuit of perfection is tiresome.” Liz Russell

As The Light Shines

Beaten by fierce winds and cold rain,
less majestic after the passing storms,
eaten away at the edges of my defence,

∽ And yet, look closer at my translucent skin ∼

See my veins so clearly in the backlight,
now a version of stained glass in mono,
so beautiful as the light shines through.


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July 24, 2021 · 2:16 pm

Then I Remembered – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Astroloma foliosum a small shrub native to a small geographical area east of the Perth CBD , this one found in the Mundy Regional Park along Lesmurdie Brook.

“I have memories – but only a fool stores his past in the future.” David Gerrold

Then I Remembered

I took a photo today of a scene by a brook,
a tubular flower caught the corner of my eye,
I waited patiently for the wind to drop that I 
might faithfully remember this moment, and 
I do, but as each day draws on I notice more 
the details not captured, left outside the frame 
of my mind and dimmed by hours, which makes 
me curious, why do I ponder that which is left out, 
but then I remembered, I cannot contain it all.


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July 22, 2021 · 2:27 pm

Woven Connection – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.” Robert Frost

Woven Connection

Sweetness and terror push against each other
in warm waves of delicious intense confusion 
that wave my heart about in giddying flourishes,
catapulting me senseless in unexpected feelings,
leaving me so light I began to float away from you,
until you reached out and wove our fingers together
in a constancy of connection that holds me still.


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July 21, 2021 · 2:54 pm

You Cannot – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The new slavery is consumerism.” Bryant McGill

You Cannot

You cannot make a silk purse from the isms of life
though many have tried and succeeded for a time,
wrapping them in beautiful magnetic attraction,
only to reveal an emptiness of meaning as crisis.

Though many have tried and succeeded for a time,
too soon the facade faded to its skeletal menace
only to reveal an emptiness of meaning as crisis,
the very dust we are returning to laughs at our surmise.

Too soon the facade faded to its skeletal menace,
a harbour of jaundiced, unrepentant misery,
the very dust we are returning to laughs at our surmise,
thinking we could trust the gratuitous laminate-life.

A harbour of jaundiced, unrepentant misery,
wrapping them in beautiful magnetic attraction,
thinking we could trust the gratuitous laminate-life,
you cannot make a silk purse from the isms of life.


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July 19, 2021 · 2:48 pm

Truly Free – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo (found on everipedia.org): Inside the former HM Maze Prison (formerly known as Long Kesh Detention Centre) in Northern Ireland where during the 1970s the British forces interned both IRA and Loyalist prisoners, and in 1981 where Bobby Sands (along with nine other prisoners) died while on hunger strike at the age of 27. The Prison has since been demolished except for a portion retained as historical. Part of the former prison was offered for use by the Eikon Centre for events.

“They may hold our bodies in the most inhuman conditions, but, while our minds are free, our victory is assured.” Bobby Sands

Truly Free

Prison walls incarcerate only those 
who willingly surrender their minds
in easy rapprochement, but the minds
who can transcend the ill facade with
songs of solidarity on their lips, and 
poems of promise in their hearts,  
prophesying to the end of evil; that is 
the mind no longer held, they are truly 
free, even in the last breath.


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