Epilogue
Published online by Cambridge University Press: 01 October 2020
Summary
A Hymn to Sol
or
She Rides the Tram in Different Voices
or
A Heliochronic Tram Journey along Blackpool Promenade at Sunset
or
Radio Blackpool
(voices, multiple)
(deities, multiple)
Mother of the vibratory field,
All-nourisher, all-giver, all-destroyer
Ma-ga
Gaia
Blessings to you
So mote it be.
The tram with the rocket lights goes all the way from Starr Gate to Fleetwood Ferry.
Sun goddess Sol rides a chariot of horses through the sky.
Come sea-wolf, swallow us whole.
Riding our tram chariot through the darkening sea / sky / sea / sky / sea as the sea wolf swallows the sun and carries it in her belly.
O Radiant Star, O Lady of the Evening. At your battlecry the lands bow low and the people sing your praises. The threshold of tears is opened and the people walk along the promenade of great lamentations. Those sleeping on the streets and those sleeping in the shelters and those sleeping in the B&Bs: the people all lift their eyes to you.
O rattling trams, O sun, Your radiant Chariot – whither goes it on its way? Who decks it for you, lambent neon rocket, borne hitherward through prayer unto the sacrifice? Where is your halting place amongst the briny offerings? Be near me: O unfocused colours: shine resplendent.
The pissbrown sea. The organgrinding sea. The slatecold sea. The tablecloth sea. The bonechina sea. The anticlimactic sea. The plasticlogged sea. And cradled in your sludgy gut the reddening ageing darkening sun.
Solis ocassus.
Amor
Amare
Sol
Solis.
So.
(To love is to touch the sun)
(To love is to touch the edge of the sun)
(To touch the edge of the sun is to love)
(all-consuming)
(all-absolving)
(all-swallowing)
(as we are)
(before the rays of the sun)
Reserve your right to eat, for even to eat wrongly is better than not to eat at all. Stop at the van next to Queens Promenade and buy a vanilla Mr Whippy Soft Scoop with a Cadburys Flake for 99p. Carefully and quickly scoop out a triangle-shaped section of delicious pale cream sweetness from one side of the cone with your tongue.
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- Queer DefamiliarisationWriting, Mattering, Making Strange, pp. 171 - 187Publisher: Edinburgh University PressPrint publication year: 2020