David Jones's Blog, page 1306
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TFM
People do not change.
The mountain which is you remains
Fixed and unyielding
For all the lies upon its slopes.
We who are not blind
See very well the cloud topped peaks
Which cannot alter
No matter what favour they seek
Or how the punish
And harm as though to become God
Will make you better.
I see you very well.
November 21, 2012
The Ghost Amongst Us
There is a ghost amongst us. Unnoticed at first, it was a shapeless mist, drifting, exhaling through the weaving crowds. In summer, when the city bustled, when the sun glared, it was almost invisible, nothing more than an imperceptible vapour. Only in winter, in the early morning, when particles of ice clung frozen to its form, was the ghost discernible, and it was upon one such morning that I saw it, slipping, sliding between the glut of people. Having spotted it once, I was aware of it fore...
