During a visit to the reclamation yard I saw this magnificent chance for photo. A reflection in a big mirror which stood behind some open backed shelves. I love how our bodies just disappeared! And how our heads are resting on shelves.
I was looking for some random pieces of wood to bang nails into, to hold my latest series of poems entitled The Keys to Love. Here they are hanging up in my shed, printed on labels, with letterpress label titles, and little keys.
As the scrapyard is now a reclamation yard, which means everything there is tidier and more expensive than it used to be, I couldn't find the scruffy old bits of wood I was hoping for.
But I did see myself pictured, alive , but with no body!
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