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Some Colours For A Friend Who Has Writer's Block
Alex MacDonald
Blue Lake is what you see just under the ocean
on postcards, where terrapins open their mouths,
a stitch unsealing, to swallow something surrounded
in grey volcanic sand. Yellow6 is actually mauve,
stripes on borlotti beans running like a footpath,
where it leads, predictably, to the other side of the bean.
Yellow5 is in super moons, in the palms of the only
two dead bodies I have seen and in adverts for hard
banana sweets. Carmine gives the cherry its vampire,
the scattered power tools their juice, the lift
its passenger: a sea of blood. And Red40, those
strawberries, is burned glass, the reflection of light
on light, the balloons trapped in train stations.
Alex MacDonald lives and works in London. He has had his poetry published in The Quietus, Clinic, 3AM and English PEN and was shortlisted for the Poetry School / Pig Hog Poetry Prize. He hosted a series of readings at the V&A Museum on independent poetry publishers and was recently the Poet in Residence for the Poetry School.
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