Monday, 24 April 2017

Minor Events 2 (Unbidden)




All Images: Former Cattle Market Site, Nottingham, April 2017



Reclaim one frustrated hour in the ghost market…






(Gritted wind angling across repurposed cement meadows, where furtive Wagtails make neurotic darts.  An archaeology of slaughter - stockaded in the Magpies’ overlook, and a monument to the spectral herd.  The Union flags over the Government’s surplus.  England fades on a grimy pane.  A neglected display of the unwanted.














Hunker over subsiding cartons.  Itemise a catalogue of Auctioneer’s residuum.  A fellow despondent scavenger assessing storage solutions alongside.  Record a valise in brown vinyl – lost en route to an archipelago of discarded plastics.  Silvered splinters; Hidden Treasures; broken Love.  Tables are occasionally overturned.  Vacancy framed in the empty hearth.








The orphaned carriage shifts almost imperceptibly, on fully-functional wheels.  Derelict Minors, corroding nostalgic ‘round the back.  Primery and good in parts.  A static convoy of white Transit – Luton-boxed and chilled.  Alpha-Beta removes to the head of the directory.  The coffee chair awaits.  A bold sales pitch and cold storage.  Threefold refrigeration, overall.










Gaze through an aperture in concrete fascia.  Beyond: locked van doors - assailed with cold chisel and lump hammer; the enthusiasm of herpetologists, peering conspiratorially into trestled tubs.)






…Exit through a carnal gate - emerging into the world between the Incinerator and the Iremonger.








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