The Mercy Path - Lowland Feather

The Mercy Path - Lowland Feather

Steve Coel

...after days years spent on the Mercy Path listening absorbing to wire sharp whistled song, last farewells are (still) given free through tufted grass brick work house window and muddied wall...

...close by, ripple stone water stumbles against into tired grass bank as baited lowland feather slaps its muted surface...and through gaps in low tree tired stone walls, wild horses fret and gather as rutted horizons shadow mountain passage valley....

...(here)out on the scarab pathed moor where lonely birds pleat their song into ferned memory, old feet, leisured by a lifetime of pain, shuffle slowly homewards...

Documentary Fiction Photography

Steve Coel

Extracts from Lowland Feather - The Mercy Path Project, An 11.59 Publication

(2018 - Present). 

Various Images and Text have featured in Folios since 2020.

Steve Coel / An 11.59 Publication

Ceramics: K. Andrews

Birmingham

MicroFlashFiction - Set#1: Rock Pockets, Honest Footstep, Etched Arm

Rock Pockets - Steve Coel

Here -

Where...small feet carry heavy living..

Where...polluted idle engines blow rust water into lipped gutter..

Where...emergency words remain anonymous..

Where...stone roof collapse haunts drunken memory..

Where...rock pocket begging is sandwiched between road crossing and loose fingers..

is the place language comes to die.

Honest Footstep - Steve Coel

Here -

Where...weather growls at footsteps and distant noise is ancient and honest..

Where...rain drills fluent bitter nightmare into supple iron smile..

Where...broken machinery sits proudly inside dusty windowed derelict shelter..

Where...silent voices speak empty values to woolen walls..

Where...cold slab chipped rock fountain is smiling and love struck..

is the place language comes to die.

Etched Arm - Steve Coel

Here -

Where...ripped memory is etched into electric wall..

Where...enveloped escape payments lie forgotten..

Where...plastic shopping bag purchase is photographed and questioned..

Where...traffic stamps impatiently along ditched street..

Where...broken fence literature is sprayed on machined older arm..

is the place language comes to die.

Half Stolen Buildings, Steve Coel

MicroFlashFiction - Machine Winnings

Machine Winnings - Steve Coel

Here -

Where...failure becomes a habit..

Where...values are challenged and always disputed..

Where...machine winnings replace job prospects..

Where...happiness is solitary, forgotten and distant..

Where...teenage anger lasts long into retirement..

is the place language comes to die.

Half Stolen Buildings, Steve Coel

Documentary Fiction Photography, Steve Coel

MicroFlashFiction - Brick Bank

Brick Bank - Steve Coel

Here - 

Where...disguised water shudders beneath road corrosive tar.. and abandoned metal escape door..

Where...daylight hides behind abandoned metal escape door..

Where...brambled adventure is signposted with late last nights left overs..

Where...baited brick memory foot step becomes rudderless..

Where...gloved fingers pick apart wooden slatted slatted wooden wire protest barrier..

is the place language comes to die.

Half Stolen Buildings, Steve Coel

Documentary Fiction Photography, Steve Coel

MicroFlashFiction - Secret Keys

Secret Keys - Steve Coel

Here -

Where...angry muted back street conversation is hidden..

Where...illegal music gags unlicensed holder of secret keys..

Where...push chair convention is ignored..

Where...teenage defence is tightly held to deaf ear..

Where...skin is scissored..

is the place language comes to die. 

Half Stolen Buildings, Steve Coel

Documentary Fiction Photography, Steve Coel

MicroFlashFiction - Broken Light

Broken Light - Steve Coel

Here -

Where...tacky metal emblems cling to half shredded walls of commerce..

Where...fractured gang lines decide night time movement..

Where...waistcoat watches lie trapped in muddied brickwork..

Where...shallow drunk opinion dominates afternoon decision making..

Where...beauty is hooded..

is the place language comes to die.

Half Stolen Buildings, Steve Coel

Documentary Fiction Photography, Steve Coel