From a new project – 24 faces of the Earth in 24 hours.
Noticed a young man, checking himself in the window of a shoe shop. His black oily hair. Prince Caspian perhaps. Looked for his sword. Saw his eyes were pruned prisms. Rightful ruler. Caustic remarks at school: Go back to Narnia! Red ink all over my essays: day dreamer. Wonder about my place in this world. No wardrobe to hide in. He turns to me, eyeless in Gaza.
excellent:)
thank you very much, kim!
‘his eyes were pruned prisms’….fabulous description! I have a crystal prism and it is magical..the colour of rainbows!
I presume he had perfect cupid’s bow lips too..
thank you! the “pruned prisms” actually is a word play on a character from the narnia novels…
Reads like a good choregraphed piece of script Finnegan – a Martin Scorsese notation from one of his storyboards…..
thanks hazar – interesting observation. i think you might be right. what’s been good for me with this project is to try many, many different styles within one piece. fun!