The ‘Friday Night Lights’ Project

Over the past fortnight, a plan has been hatched by this Lost Shark, Ashley Martin and Cindy Keong, a plan inspired by the wonderful blog, 3191 Miles Apart. The plan is for Ashley and I to write a poem and for Cindy to take a photograph between the hours of 6pm and midnight every Friday for the remainder of the year. Hence the name, Friday Night Lights. With each of us, creating in our own part of the world, the project will showcase a spontaneous dialogue between three artists. A new blog will eventually be established to host this project, but for now, here is the result of our first collaboration. One week in and it’s got me very excited!

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Friday Night Lights: Friday 13 January

The night is a handful
of marbles, flung into
the sky

Time serves itself
with lemon for sipping
slowly

The television is a two-
year-old with an upset
stomach

Content in the echo
mosquito shimmering lines
of poems

The hunger to gather
light and diagram this mute
journey

Rub the space between
us, the shape of what is
about to happen

GN

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CK

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If I am doing this right there will be sparkle on the pots and pans because dinner went as planned as though your mother made it wearing her apron if I am doing this right there will be that edge and it will catch the white and unassuming light like my ring when the diamond fell from its setting if I am doing this right there will be no sign other than the one in bird eyes and sunrises and days on a calendar and my own two hands

AM