Perfect sky, light chasing shadow across time,
across history in russets, purples, golds and berry blues;
soft fleece, worn paths, tumbled walls;
fells and moorlands stretch;
a once majestic wilderness still;
rough heathlands, leafy hollows, luscious pasture;
woodlands mixed, forests single,
erupting beyond the surety of history,
construed by domesticity and markets,
attempts to capture long defeated;
trembling rivers, sudden streams;
cumulous landscapes reflected or storm strewn lakes,
no technique of wash and scummble repeats,
though each one try;
no photographic toner, all the greens evade;
grassy banks, sweep of hillside,
a verdant, green, house;
coppice, marsh, sweet meadowland;
fields rape yellow lengthening to bright black;
clouds hour glass rain on distant valleys, dry here;
steel power strides ridge after ridge, staking the high ground;
brushwood stubbles and beards a motorway cutting;
here, in twisted, misted, missled time,
boys eternally light matches in their lunchtime,
row upon row, flames quickly flicker out-die.


Even in it's watching our vision lets go,
memory blurred in the moment of sharpness.

Imperfect shadows haunt these incongruous architectures;
age charcoals brick, concurrently youth red or cream;
sunbeams cobweb bleak granite; ice skates sandstone;
saints eponym place with virtue;
manufacturers toponym space with trade benevolence;
CHARITABLE; ESTABLISHED; FOUNDED;
INSTITUTION; CRIPPLAGE; STONE LAID;
1749; 1807; 1840; 1963. text carves more than
lansdcapes: 'Founded,' 'Established,'' so solid, solid -
words rake such high moral ground - contained;

(No room here for allowances nor romance; abandon an uninformed,
uniform history; relinquish 'dedication' bind with 'sentimental'
thought alone inform.)

earlier, flesh still washing or not, noses running or not,
hair growing and cut, these site a priory, convent, monastery, abbey;
nuns, monks, walking the corridors,
keys echoing at their belts,
still stalking our memories - Ancient;


history proliferates,
(ANNEXED; NEW BLOCK; 1985; 1991; 20--;),
it's brand
new and old;
clean, clean cement laid by local dignitary, distant royalty;
trowels, hard hats;
plaques unveiled, plainly, elaborately dedicate
to latest monarchs, coporate, leading their high
moral ground, expecting subjection,
subject;
pastoral idyll; archadia; a host of golden ..
Did that landscape, England's green and pleasant,
enfold in this lush plenitude these sites?

("Instituo : to establish, found, institute.
Iinstituo-ui-utum : put in place, begin.
Iinstituta apostolica : canon law.
Institutio : custom, institution, tradition.")

Did that mise en scene, England's green and unpleasant, enfold
in it's luscious profusion these institutions stark in concept
whatever form they're garnished with; this imprisoning
landscape breath infamy, year for un-natural year
equalling that age of institutionalising?

Where baby lashes brush the static air in too early morning wakening.
Ceiling touch floors. Later, as before yesterday, adult eyes
close on rolling hills, mobius time, the ceiling cornered.

("(c) Anything forming a characteristic and persistent feature in
social or national life or habits." "institution,
establishment - an organisation founded and united for a specific purpose")


- Occupation -
Ah yes, this institution (repeat, repeat, rater-tat-tat)
nestling in the rolling green;
ensconced beyond tall treed avenues,
where each leaf in the silvan scene,
each blade of green sword might mark
the individual testimony, yet of course they don't,
the legion of any leafy grove would not suffice to represent,
falling far, like distant rain grass, far, far short of representation.
This baby, return, turn, echoed time back.
This child and this, another, other. Woman, man, repeat,
repeat, pitter, patter grief. All embedded here,
always here, non match their banal endurance.
Absent choice, even for imagining but what can we imagine -
the green hill, just far enough
away; the pastoral sepulchre;
wall on green wall; idyllic burial mound, life entomb;
a scene earthy not above, no paradise.
Between rows graves forever green appear;
this sod laid, relaid, rock by rock retold,
all that testify. We complicit, continuing,
silent.

A bank strewn with wild thyme blowing;
grass dappled by a bright sun,
see it's worn golds outside passion graves,
companions recommended,
the land in running grass.
Charity fawn with a small reality
the sepulchre residence,
settling history to earth the scattering;
sky stretch the ridge of children,
never a moral land, nor moral time,
this Charity an early start on corporations;
boys eternally light matches in their lunchtime, row upon row,
flames quickly flicker out-die, England's lost boys,
lost children.

Green In Grey In Green;
Rural Ghetto, Urban Ghetto.