The Evidence Net by Christopher Barnes

Arthur Conan Doyle refined an eardrum
To nuclear hissing.  A skimming disk
Asteroiding Roswell’s desert.
The break-up was forecast
By trigger-hot plain-clothers,
Hunkered under static.
Junk-drop: foil, rubber, timber,
Quick-changes for photographs.
His give-and-take with baffled newshounds
Slipped away in a waste paper basket.

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Christopher Barnes’ first collection LOVEBITES is published by Chanticleer. Each year he reads at Poetry Scotland’s Callender Poetry Weekend. He also writes art criticism which has been published in Peel and Combustus magazines.

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