feeling ick
going down with a something
maybe COVID
© Rachel Green November 2026
Vanity
All is Vanity
and vexation of the spirit;
fascinated by the purity of profile;
the luminosity
and encapsulated silence,
but refuted by the absence of gaze
and the refusal to engage.
You will never know the thoughts
behind that enigmatic visage
and thus you are repulsed.
Welcome to Theology,
to Politics, to Othering.
© Rachel Green November 2026
art materials
the assumption of home turf
raiding a skip
© Rachel Green November 2026
Aengus
immobile and silent
it looks as though he's shut down
in the simple act of walking
but no!
his nose is working hard;
the scents that rain reveals
top layers of pollution washed away
revealing rich loam
and the passage of people;
other dogs, wildlife
and now the deliberation
the delicate decision of the day
where to poop?
© Rachel Green November 2026
opening shutters
the smell of frying sausages
market day
© Rachel Green November 2026
over the stone
a covering of sun-dried clay;
cracking and crazing the surface;
a metaphor for life experience
leaving the soul beneath
unbroken
© Rachel Green November 2026
people in the mirror
are closer than they seem
and ruder
© Rachel Green November 2026
Linseed oil
released from a dropper
free form shapes
inviting figures to appear
and here they come:
the devils, the angels;
the mortal sinners
and the soulless creatures
that wander aimlessly on all-fours.
© Rachel Green November 2026
Eymet morning
even the walk to the supermarket
brings joy
© Rachel Green November 2026
Drawing Gormley
organ pairings
become interchangeable;
brains can become eyes
or testicles, kidneys; lungs;
and can exist outside the body,
or grafted to extremities:
eyes to palms; ears to ankles,
biometric objectives
bringing cerebralisation at last.
© Rachel Green November 2026
fog patches: slow
the sign tells us nothing:
fog patches are idiots
© Rachel Green November 2026
Luton Airport
I am stopped and searched
for something odd
packed in my cabin bag
but the guard's face lights up:
"I haven't seen one of those
since my mother passed away"
His delight is not at the vibrator
But at my antique mincer.
© Rachel Green November 2026
screwed to the tree
a printed yellow sign
'no bill posting'
© Rachel Green October 2026
shrouded figures
on a perpetually darkened street
while a white horse moves past
on impossibly long legs.
The drudgery of walking
taking every left turn
but the scenery never changes
© Rachel Green October 2026
