Black & White Series, image by Rupert M. Loydell
for & from Peter Dent
It is my own conspiracy. I am responsibly
indebted and will leave you questions
and answers that are correct in theory but
cannot be apprehended in any real sense.
Speak soft with a fair hand, be neither lame
nor doing impressions of anyone we know.
Trouble, as is all too familiar, simply unhinges
colour from the mirror of our lives. Each person
is an avant prince of something and we should
relisten to their quiet classics, even if they are
a pillar of salt in my canon. Perhaps plays could
be performed sans actors, poems without words?
A dictionary is useful but answers are thin
on the ground; I prefer kindle or vellum.
Anyway, let problems subside into good health
but in the meantime please take note:
no two things can be done at the same time,
especially if time zones do not intersect.
I now move at the pace of the premature,
irresponsibly wounded and wondering.
—Rupert M. Loydell