re. My Annotations It was probably the skeletaltremor of Stipe’s refrain inthe outro that split the rock. Like the eye catcher catchesthe eye or the fisherman fishes,there’s only one thing for it. A distilling of sound rightdown to the letter with chisel;imploding under itself likethe fossilised echo of silence. ©️Orion Foote, 2022
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Night Memoir
You never know whena word or two might stick;come creeping through an openwindow in these small hours. It’s a nagging of letters,where each tone followsa broken rhythm—void of anyrhyme or reason exceptit’s own shuffle towards a pointwhere one calls to another. It’s mostly artefacts anddriftwood now; spokensotto voce in a mulatto dialectthat is oddly familiarContinue reading “Night Memoir”
Covert Reconnaissance
The poet’s hat was adept in cerebralmatters; It kept his brain warm.It formed a neat halo around his bonecarved dome & hid his mind from thescrutiny of strangers—shaded hisbrow from the sun’s hot daggers. Over shifts in time he would come to learn,that nothing could ever prepare one for theheated rush, or the cruel disappointmentofContinue reading “Covert Reconnaissance”
Visions of Orion Poetry 