arcadia shakes
Notions of the European landscape, suffused with ‘epic’ poetry, superimpose the quietly shaking, volcanic terrain of Tāmaki Makaurau to reveal some weirdly transcendent urban landscapes.

Something epic landscape, incandescent bright
A crescent moon
and flash of burning sun,
Grace this foggy haven,
Slicing through to light, this
our patch of darkened land
And stitch together thoughts of grander time’s,
wanders daily, back and forth,
To wear this worn and deadened path

Dancing light, along a zigzag woven path
Dancing light, along a zigzag woven path
Weaves brightly ribboned line,
To luminesce frozen over time
A dancing firefly romp,
revealed in quaking, shaking motion,
and walk down
these alternating city streets,
across the bones of this emerging land

Alight standing wave, river rapid wind shaking tree

Streaming past, a darkening city block

Early days return, a nostalgic turn of events

Falling blocks, a shaking swarming swirling

Light crossing brightly, dark wood beyond

Fog lights skitter jitter past, mist shrouded pines

Dark clouds gather, lightning opens cracks

A jaunty carriage trots, down long dark forest roads

Light scratch dance, over forest clearing

Lightly wandering a rural idyll, hill town glowing early mist
ghost shimmer

Ahead full of screens, a siren calls

Eternally waiting, for changes to pass

Towering oblique, among some passersby

Transitory profile passing, burns into memory

Downtrodden and sullen, before crossing in lines

Shimmering by, waving bright with sun

Flow gentle space, legs buckle down

Quaking ascending, then gently up towards the light

Hazy moments capture, briefly lost or found

Dancing light, dark sudden fall

A cha cha wobble through street walk doddle
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across time

Crowded together, in time with the lights

Half a message, rendered on black

Message an emptying street, withering feeling

Fractal city signals, developing signs

Amble statuesque among the light, city blocks

Waiting patient, while paths ahead clear

Pausing in time, we check our direction

Menacing towards safety, running light

Stand still, surrounding infinite space

A shaking, quaking, walk a walk crossing

Lugubrious city, walking dissolves into shade

A thrumming beat, on singular feet
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cities limit

The city limits, where active energies stream

Prismatic shake, with squalling wriggles snake

Towering light cascade down stares, or fucked up point of blinding impact

Ribbon race, down deep walled arroyo

Polygon vibrations, the resident energy gathers

Signal flare rising, light rains down

Sun blast enclosure, city skies to keep

Lean a city block, skirmish action below

Figure seeks, a dark tower sleeps

Dark limits, the outer rim

Inland avenue shaking, a tracing line of coast

Racing stripe, the galloping breath
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