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My Neighbour Totoro

https://www.whatsonstage.com/news/my-neighbour-totoro-releases-west-end-rehearsal-photos_1666710/My Neighbour Totoro releases West End rehearsal photosAll aboard the Catbus!Text by Tanyel GumushanPhotos by Manuel HarlanLondon27 February 2025 Ami Okumura Jones and the company of My Neighbour Totoro in rehearsalsAmi Okumura Jones and the company of My Neighbour Totoro in rehearsals, © Manuel…

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#Poem The Seascape Is Just A Seascape

A quick strange poem I wrote in response to a painting during a Zoom session with Rachel

What is this Society? Where is the place I need to beTo find all the parts I need to find to loveThe 3 selves that I have beating within?What beings have shown up in society?What other cultures have the three or more?But why their cultures?Where are the examples in my own?The shunned.But here in this place?To sail in the mire of society that can be strongI wont to honour the part of me that…

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Research: My connection to John and Christopher Wright - The Gunpowder Plot

Research: My connection to John and Christopher Wright – The Gunpowder Plot

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#Poem Rainbows For Tea

#Poem Rainbows For Tea

Rainbows For Tea Take Care with this one You need the right mix in the pastry Get that wrong and it’ll all spill out Get the pastry mix right Make sure you’ve pressed it into the tin Make sure the oven is the right temperature Make sure that everything is meticulously done The tables are set You don’t need doilies You don’t need doilies this time round it’s nice to have but it’s Superfluous Just…

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#Poem - Openings And Closings

#Poem – Openings And Closings

https://soundcloud.com/jamiezoob/poem-openings-and-closings Openings And Closings The floor swept The rugs rolled The candles lit The bowls of nuts and Bombay mic, The air in the hall is hushed Only kitchen sounds And glasses clinking in arrangement. Soon the door is opened to the evening air And we gather to dance To talk, To listen To reflect and breathe in Another life. Amongst the…

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#Poem - Cross Over

#Poem – Cross Over

https://soundcloud.com/jamiezoob/poem-cross-over?si=05cf223b4beb4cb69be70e61ff08fc78 Away from the grumbling flyover The headlights splash on cars in the dark As they turn, revealing trees. We turn our backs and head to the route Lit by moonglow Stepping over fallen branch And picking over steps in the night. A pine tree lit gold in the distance Trembling waving burning A living bonfire against…

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#Poem: All The Unbeknowing

#Poem: All The Unbeknowing

POEM - All The Unbeknowing The people that you meet In the ether or on the street All the aged and the youth Every clicking of the buttons Every minuscule decision Does it bring you closer to your truth? All the unbeknowing All the words unflowing All distracting us from what is real Turn off the wire Come by the fire Sit in circles of loving feel We are all over stimulated From the cashiers…

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#Poem - The Clear Day

#Poem – The Clear Day

https://soundcloud.com/jamiezoob/poem-the-clear-day The Clear Day The birds took my sight Far out beyond the cliffs Far out over the blue It looked calm but I knew That there was more. Moving in slow rivers Snaking sea-monsters. Far far under what you can see Is the sea under the sea Never reaching the shore. Under storms surface scars Or wind whipped spray Don’t go searching deep down For…

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#Poem Beneath Our Lives

#Poem Beneath Our Lives

Beneath Our Lives Kids playing, running in the street Girls throwing bottles on the path Horses in the field Curtains opening Lights turning off Hanging washing drying on a balcony Windows open, Cars drive Everything happening beneath our lives A church wedding A procession of black cars Swings in a playground, still. A baby’s shoe hanging from a fence with a glove A hand-scribbled sentence in…

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#Poem - Fun, Maybe More

#Poem – Fun, Maybe More

"I’m not territorial, generally But you‘re encroaching. We’re not snuggling or spooning, It’s hot, I’m not in the mood anymore. Yes, I know that was fun But after sex you've begun To overspill the banks And I’m happy drying off for a bit." “But it’s good to cuddle after intercourse” A long breath and a pause (Can he never say ‘sex’?) “Yes it is. But I’d rather not, not even talk” “That’s a bit…

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A favourite from tonight's #thamesmeadlifedrawing session with the wonderful @stephanie.osztreicher.movement https://www.instagram.com/p/CTiVVCcIzKq/?utm_medium=tumblr

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Back in the studio. Experimenting with foreground (at Lakeside Complex) https://www.instagram.com/p/CSTQfU0Dhcw/?utm_medium=tumblr

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More from the #PosesAndPoems session last night featuring readings of #cavafy and the poses of @davidwanlondon (at Thamesmead) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRTVyyZry0z/?utm_medium=tumblr

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Making progress with the charcoals yesterday with the chiseled physique of @davidwanlondon https://www.instagram.com/p/CRTVawcrSuI/?utm_medium=tumblr

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#Poem - Three Bombs

#Poem – Three Bombs

(trigger warning, contains violence) It was the loudest thing, I knew what it was, I didn’t see it, No light flash, no searing heat, Just car alarms after wards, And the police, Loudhailering us to stay away from the windows. It didn’t even shatter my glass. (Once a bomb outside the Royal Courts of Justice Blew the shattered glass all the way across the hall, And that’s what did the most…

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#Poem - 15th of March 1991

#Poem – 15th of March 1991

15th of March 1991. I never mark it. I've only just remembered it As something significant - As the day you didn't take my virginity By consent, And started seven years of living in the dark, Of shame, of sin Of punishment The shadow of AIDS (What can I say, I was young) Secretly arrived at a place, In my own sexuality 3 years in this country, 3 years out from under their roof, Exploring what it…

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#Poem Like This Machine

#Poem Like This Machine

Here we go again. They blamed me the last time For Jupiter exploding. I didn't set it off. I also put it back Before others noticed. But it's true. This time the wrench was a little sticky. It makes no sense though - I'm only here once every hundred years, Just doing the rounds. Like this machine. I'm just oiling the cogs Making everything smooth. Apparently this is not my fault. This. What's…