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Clawhill
02:25
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The light is sticky
Cloying 3D gel
I swoop and I yaw
Down the kaleidoscope tunnel
Tracks twin-coloured red and
Tracks twin coloured yellow
Each shifting the leaves and sky
Darkening, deepening, enriching
Clawhill
Nutrimental, proteinaceous
Frill-fronded and mani-fingered
Vetch
Vetch! Interleave my claws and toes
Vetch! Amongst the graspoing tendrils
Dry and baked, crackling in the diagonal shift-wind
Foolish and furious
Great expanses strewn
All across the hillside
Buffeted and tuffeted, purple-fold
Ultimately correct by wavelength
and perceived vision
Vicia sativa
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Docga Scanca
02:35
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Docga Scanca
Inhaled, imbibed, infused
A catechism of distant lands, exotic
Tibia fibia, angled askance
I see in the blackness, the crowness, shadow lifting
Prising details and thoughts from the
Lost edges of nothingness
Dynamic range
Highlights flown away upon a rising wind
Western Red Cedar
Hangs soft-shouldered and shaggy
Annelid-antsy, quasi-tabbed and quorate
Ocean-warped tumblepass grooves crimping ever upwards
Fathomable, top to toe
Tamburate in the white heat
Carved into the landcape, seared into the hroizon
Full-full-ranging from night-black to noon-light
Lemon taste in my mouth
Thuja plicata
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Elwood
03:01
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My organic eyes lock on the grid
Straining to discern meaning and pattern
From low-res piixellation
Slowly, detail emerges from the tall trunks
Fractal from bough to branch to twig to leaf
to petiole to stomata to cell
Resolution: Atomic 1:1
Highest definition
Integrated to infinity
Non-Bayesian
Austrian Black Pines
Sway in a Pinetum
Hard and obsidian, barked and needled
The goldcrests flit, chit-chittery
The goldcrests flit, obliviously
Ignorable
I feel I am passing from one stage to the next
Indefinably
A sudden claarity of thought and vision
Purpose falling into place
Arising logically from action
Pinus nigra nigra
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Roelandia
04:09
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Twisting underfoot
Adjusting an imbalance
Fluting a flaccid covering, clinging pink
I tunnel deep, reaching for sliders
Adjusting the underlying colours, before I convert
Foxglove
Cleve comes quickly, channeled and controlled
Effusive and hapful, the foxglove acting as both
Aerial and distributor, scattering rays
In a radial pattern
Emanating from the Other Place,
Recharging the critical faculties of beings everywhere
Roelandia
Colours beyond colours
New colours, no colour
How much Cleve you receive
Depends only on your ability to absorb
On your capacity for mental growth
You appetite for cleverness
For crows, this is infinite
So they are the ideal custodians of Cleve
As they neither need it nor lack it
Digitalis purpurea
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Churr, Churr
04:20
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Spangle-shaped, precious, my consciousness
Sparks and extrudes in the vast realm
I take the potion
Sample the colourless sepaks
And step suddenly sideways
Into the Monocrome
Tufted, claw-webbed, un-flowered
A random-spiralled discourse
Droplets of insouciance
From an alternative story line
I want to dive deeper into
Here the Old Man's Beard,
The Traveller's Joy
Is smoking over the hedge
Churr, Churr
Here it is the shape that tells the story
Where colour, not tone is the arbiter,
The belly-seeker
Fibonaccian descent of bit depth
My pallette, my memory
Each sensation tonally flat
Each shard of light critical
Each photon a grain of volcanic sand
Anti-basaltic
Dendritic forms subsume entire portions fo my cortex
My veins spread and pulse,
Achromatic in the lightless light
Soon the deluge of gray matter, grey anamorph
Is more me than less me
Black and white in infinite gesture
Inside me yet outside
Endlessly intertwined
Yet never totally grey
Always asymptotic towards 18% balance
Clematis vitalba
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Leighbye
03:51
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Minimum shade, maximum light
Bordering on edges shunted aside
Frenetical receptacle, giddying gourd
Laid by the labyrinth
Shuttled and rolled whitewards
Comprehending pure points of
Black and White vs Grey
A compromised balance point?
Leighbye
Nexus for nebular, foam-cored spheres
Apex for thoughts and
Crux of decisions
Sphero-phlobotronic
Snowberry, snowberry - pop!
Snowberry, snowberry - pop!
Infraction cessate and terminal
Forog-pinted and blunty
Mere-drawn metaflorical
Adorably pale-crisp, bountiful and blowzy
Round-tumble and accenturate
A coming together
That never quite comes to pass
Symphoricarpus albus
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Burntwood
03:49
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Living hand to mouth, claw to beak
Accepting the next task blindly
Not knowing the larger plan
Am I destined to always live in the shadows?
Suddenly I see a parallel, a parable
A young leaf casts a shsdow
On the older leaf below
Nettle siblings
Nettle order of things
Nettle cardioid leaves
Nettle long-petioled
Lighting strikes, igniting a flame
Creating black, blackenedness from light
Burnt intensity, burnt life
Burntwood
My turn will come
Waiting from my chance to un-shine
Embracing the shadows
To fly out to the other side
Urtica dioica
Urtica urens
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Scoldhill
02:49
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Climbing up to the wall I find myself
Climbing up to the nexus of hollow stem
Climbing uo to Scoldhill
Black background, white foreground
Contrasting light and shade
Marginal areas uncermonially dumped off the curve's apex
Detail vanishing into balckness
Hogweed and Snail
Only the brightest and best still standing under this
Umbrella of Contrast
Cow Parsnip
To counter the heat and dryness, the snail aestivates
Cemented to the stalk, an aerial sanctuary
Swaying Julliard and Augustine on a parched platform
Dreaming of distant dew and the unfolding of rain-soaked leaves
A febrile emptiness, inner freedom from:
Scorn and Scold, Storm and Scald
Scoldhill
Heracleum sphondylium
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DonQuen
03:03
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Waft wavy wing-effect - lift dapple
Seen (as if through a ) veil
Inconsequential, indecisive moment
Shutter speech
Flutter speechlessness
Backdrop draped
Eyes straining for detail that isn't there
It all makes sense from a distance,
It all makes sense
DonQuen
Willow-by-the-rivers
Seeing the world through
The inverse of a fly's eye
One / Oneth of a second
Slab of growth
Implied by both presence and absence
Driven by the wind, lifted wholesale
by the busying of air en masse
Salix babylonica
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Deneley
03:38
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Crystal align
Taste buds crinkle, curious
Truth is overlaid
As seen through
Countless tiny shadows
Sharp yet diffuse
Deneley
Particles of thought
Arrayed and condensed
From extraneous to contemporaneous
Holistic and linear
Grain and grit
The shadows make a noise
That only you can hear
Jack-run-by-the-hedge
Mustard and garlic
Garlic mustard
Parallel wisdoms in linear arrays
I am seeking edges
Travelling this corridor
A straight line as I fly
Whilst taking instantaneous side journeys
Each developing my mind, gaining me credits
Chalking up a future number
That is the sum and tally of all my parts
All my thoughts all my ideas all my dreams
Alliaria petiolata
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Agathorn
02:44
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Roundels decorate
Breathing clamly
Stomata inspirate
Shadowed, unalarmed
Petioles pulse
With particular pleasantries
Golden-orbed and gallant
Aathorn
Flying along the isobar
I follow contours of light from afar
Swooping incline points of light
Directing rays with my path of flight
Receptors
Receptivity
ISO
Sycamore Black Spot
Acer pseudoplantatus
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Marden Parfa
03:33
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Late bloomer, great blur-er
Soft abstraction, de-clarification
Oofa, oofa, oofa
I am immersed
In and out of focused area
A backdrop of blurriness
A confounded context
Circles of confusion all around
My globe-headed early autumn nectarine bounty
Last taste of sweetness
For fly, bee and wasp
Ivy flower, ivy flower
Late september late septmeber
Vespa nectar circumnavigation (the globe)
0.95, 1.4
Nocticro, Corilux, Coronecron
Marden Parfa
Leaves become formlaee, globular, diffuse
Supporting and lifting
Framing and shading
Anonymous in the background
But performing an essential role
Hedera helix
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Datsch England, UK
Datsch takes musical snapshots of the flora of the Surrey Hills, England as seen through the eyes of a mythical crow called Cro. Through-composed, unstrophic unrhymed free verse and prog-folkish with deep harmonies and wayward guitars.
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