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Mudlark

Mudlark

Written after mudlarking in a sandy crook of the Thames - this poem recounts the creation of the installation, that piece creating the performance, and me running around doing the bidding of both.

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Oct 10, 2023
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For Daisy Wang, curator, Subterranean Organ. April, 2023, London

It’s not how I pictured it, collecting bits of you.

…the morning stretching out endlessly,

Jeans rolled, cuffed at the calf, toes turning white in the prickly, broken-bottled sand, sun on my shoulders

Squatting down

The rough rolling away under the tips of my fingers

Revealing a small, white bow…

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