Monday Poem: Homage to Douglas Clark
A landslide of hooves – first distant and then up-close. The ear strains after reminiscence or is punctured by voices, snatches of uncouth song. The inner life belongs to Genghis Khan. Manners and love...
View ArticleMonday Poem: “Notes like rain outpouring”
This Monday’s poem is one of the fifty-word poems in my collection of fifty fifty-word poems, “Half Cocks“. NOTES LIKE RAIN outpouring from overwhelmed guttering during a deluge – “transcendental...
View Article(late) Monday Poem: The Spirit Zone #11
For amusement, re-run the delectable nude scene: if you pause at the right moment, amplify the brightness and contrast together, you can draw the body parts out of their native shadows, the shielding...
View Article(Late, again) Monday Poem: After Slumber xi
UNDERSTAND LESS almost a Dadaist slogan, anarchist oppugnancy voicing the truth of power. Some are left as ghosts in their own lives, materialising under assumed names, ventriloquised by grief....
View ArticleMonday Poem: Oh Graving Faces
i) a black swan he says give us a black swan easy easy now no need to stir up the agon over what very well might be nothing a white swan on black water drifting through late evening as the light ebbs...
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i) Charity, you asked for that: tact never a strong point. Consider yourself snubbed by moral imbeciles, lesser imaginations, the scale of valuation going right up to its asymptote. Nobody knows /...
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