Thursday, 15 December 2011

Direct & Suitable

This then was Blart's Decree:
well then 
I'm off to clock
our nation's youth

then to the step change
a pact or out
weight challenges
or to the bout or
containing slip

stumble over intrigue or stonewalling
the bolstered and cabbage ear
thickening edge of enclosure
one number collapses into
another

there oversight revision leaves
estate fatally askew – plenty in this sport –
talking about twelve bore responsibility
itching for the scrap

Friday, 7 October 2011

Notes for Fatty Cakes


My second book _Notes for Fatty Cakes_ was published today by Anything, Anymore, Anywhere. It has a wicked cover by Emily Critchley, is priced at a modest £3.50, and is available here:

Elsewhere, Natalie Orme produced some wonderful linoprint postcards to mark the occasion:

& finally there's a launch tomorrow at the Poetry Cafe, Covent Garden, 8pm. 

Monday, 3 October 2011

Like the preview in the cinema...


Remarkable bit of music. Some news to follow later this week.

Monday, 22 August 2011

O'George


O'George with the prospect of our wildly looping no guff theories
and huffing bricks in a hod; a perpetuity of anger management
and evening times _ what I'm hot to is the evening array _

sod a canker let the
blister another
snare roll be fine & ready with
what's doing & down out our way.

lives all idly contained, i worry that our children grow
mad fat with fierce solar energy – the way they
kept all at it,

for some people here's helping & though oldest
simple to them i'm afraid of its bearing

yelp squaw held letters reordered and behaved
given stead devoted exchange

eyed weight tackle relate
belonging to another
it's curiosity, simply.

Friday, 12 August 2011

Endorsed


By the turn of the branch
there was
{officious hokey}
great love and a few instances.
Sans auto I wonder what is it
there, can be, safe journey & late nights
vary –

– a rattling mad trolley service at night;
safe trip, safe trip,
be brave.

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Busy completing my MA project at the moment: To Blart & Kid, I'm too busy to talk to you.

Tuesday, 2 August 2011

ChemEng

A life of fiscal welcome & he's fluent for a change;
don't – in this zenith hour – abbreviate, tacit arrangements
between the petticoats of long ago or never before –
there's much work to be done between long ago
and never before. The radiant slip & treatment. Our lady,
Marie Curie, glows pleasantly down the corridors of progress,
all science light or shadow familiar. Be they a must.


Written for my sister, Jeni, who's at work at the moment.

Monday, 25 July 2011

Proj

The fight ensuing and the list,
though grand, is not unassailable.
In scale it is not nothing, a
weight of paper measured to
precise quantities and
everybody can discern a

credit due or time to take and
blandly now to rest.
Home-grown consultancy,
the instruments of wearing
unity, being sounded out daily.
Understand a quarrel
as much as a top offer, be

ready and sailing by and away the mitre.
There's a bulky horizon
and silently placed is the next item
 – bobbing along – not backed
against the corner, but
seeking a sliver of continuity in the

mass of cut vectors.
Worked the full fare; through lack of
contribution but be bright,
a sum of marginal fetter or you
might read it as something else.


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A new piece of something bigger, given a weird remake as the line breaks didn't post properly at first. In unrelated news, I was recently put onto this by others, it's Martin Stannard's 'Respondings' & it's fantastic: especially the thoughts on Prynne (p.20 onwards) - we are all pleasantly reminded to enjoy the poems firstly, and worry about meaning as and when it suits.

As so above, also below:

"There is an argument that goes something like: how by saying things the way he 
does, how by not sticking to any regular or even consistent way of saying, then he is resisting 
oppressive systems of discourse, systems that use language to wield their power, or such like. Perhaps
this is so. I tend to think that even laying this down as one way of dealing with the poems is itself a 
pinning down of poems that actually don’t want to be pinned down at all. They rather prefer to release
you from whatever it is ties you down when it comes to words and language and thinking." 

Sunday, 19 June 2011

Reviews

I've done a heap of reviews for Rhythm Circus over the past year. It recently dawned on me that I'd not shared them here. It's mostly films: Peter Greenaway, Charlie Chaplin & a few others. There's a review of Alan Moore's Unearthing performance from last year too. You can find it all here.

I also do a lot of reviews for Bonafide magazine, which is a beautifully laid-out hip-hop magazine. You can find them here. The DJ mix that appears halfway down the list is actually nothing to do with me, it does however feature a track from a Mr. Spragga Benz. No relation.

Friday, 10 June 2011

alveoli

by this to mean tout or do not
love so purely as to heave
grand handfuls of the air
in gluttonous quantities.

Assume, & by this time will have been & gone;
all gladly truncated.

Sunday, 22 May 2011

Nantucket II

Two points, a bearing is at hand; and character is –
there's one of the fiercest, time looming
large on the face – a sounding measure.
The buzz of copper bells, another note is added;
come up to shore and exhaust.

The landscape journal soaked with firm setting
delays. The new signal carries bassoon notes
up to the dome and amongst a nexus of clouds;
context rising through, an air compression.
Be that as it may: who's scuttled overground?

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Oh, to write a poem that goes nowhere in particular. Written whilst listening to The Foghorn: A Celebration. 

Thursday, 12 May 2011

Township

O to be pleasantly busy with that hot bizness
of poetry or up late; be certain
that colliding verbiage is
WOW! A Good One!
Pinched ideas & let down by gradual
isotropic decay – the perfect radial motion.
Exclusive and a prankster is reciting moments
from a future, transferred and pleasantly backlit; harangue
TOWNSHIP – TOWNSHIP – MERITS there is TOWNSHIP
There are times when the school you've pleasantly adhered or
signed up to is no more than running slow motion through a
pleasantly spooky high-school corridor while the bows rub
against the strings disharmoniously. There are times when it's
all quick cuts to & fro, reverse shots or pleasantly nothing more. 
O I am
fickle and in love with your illustrious tricks. O be so
but pleasantly.

Wednesday, 4 May 2011

-est-est-est

The Fleetingest is now sold out. Thank you all for the tasty support. I recommend you go and pick up some of the other Red Ceilings Press books: they're fab. If you're still hungry then there's more appetifs over at Infinite Editions too.

Here's something that didn't make the cut, as they say:


emeth

The silhouette falls across the entrance,
rapt Cathy calls out a warning --
this one is a painter but moves
more like an errant detective,
scrapes his mud across the carpet.

Later, Cathy will make
a golem of the
thing.

Tracing the steps back, they end
just beneath the lintel – a star
is framed below the right angle.

It's here our man abides
with a fixed stare,
awaiting the cue to
begin the whole process
again.

Cathy's eyes are sensitive.
Her good deeds unreferenced.
Her fear of the coop ecstatic.

Monday, 2 May 2011

The Fleetingest

My book came out last week. It's my first one and you can get it here.


For JS

& that's the day you became the
toxic-assest hound; un-loud and
present you, marvellous with the
eyes, and conflicts of interest
made hardy by the barriers,
no dialect of exchange shall
shallow these workings,
how you doing this? Bus
ridge melts fixtures to their
                                    fittings

Wednesday, 20 April 2011

one step

for those who spent
too much time & thinking

it is okay there now a
day's work if not a week

back up in the bright intolerable
sky there's ships arrayed
about the river

              sails a no general upset
dehydrate the dragging tide


Monday, 4 April 2011

rigour

it's beginning, for rigour is in all things,
the spark of transit, an arc of electron
decay, wide open tracts with space
for the measuring. A firmament we cannot
all be, and do not all be, but once a guiding
bulb caught ignition and cleared the air
of its thrifty gloom; no way the present
does not move on but stays fixed
like the light.

Monday, 14 March 2011

Thought for the Day

"The whole practised rigmarole made me feel utterly sick, I didn’t want to be any part of this world, I just felt miserable at the total exclusion of even a passing thought for the rejected and damaged and rubbished margins of our success story, forging ahead as “we” are to a bright and bushy-tailed future."

J.H. Prynne on David Willetts' talk at Cambridge : ‘The Coalition’s Vision for Science and Technology’

Tuesday, 8 March 2011

Found Poem

Dear customer.

The parcel was send your home address.

And it will arrice within 7 bussness day.

More information and the tracking number

are attached in document below.

 

In other news, InfiniteEditions has been launched this week. Check it out here and get your own free poetry postcards.

Tuesday, 1 March 2011

Sans Serif


it is clear from
the collated typefaces that each
was a chore,

why such work should
be left to the professionals is beyond
the cusps of reason

extra funds & in each instance I am
sorry to say

well, correct, say sorry to

Tuesday, 8 February 2011

Thursday, 3 February 2011

Update

Rumour abounds, and plenty going on at the moment. In the news:

Tom Raworth very kindly agreed to an interview, you can read it here.


SSYK are releasing number 4.



tipping up in London for a few nights

aquacrunk nu gruel a radio
signal he keyed or mustard cords
on Berwick Street

I've not seen a woodlouse in a while

Sunday, 16 January 2011

6 - He's a nervous lad

Thanks for those who came to the 'Between Soundings' gig at the Poetry Cafe yesterday -- it was good fun. Click on the image above to make it larger and avoid eye-strain.

Andy

Monday, 3 January 2011

New Year

New Year and all - I'll write a more coherent post soon, but in the meantime check out (&buy obviously) Amy De'Ath's 'Erec & Enide'. It's fab -- as is Amy's blog.

In other news there's a new interview with Josh Jones up on Misosenstive.

Happy New Year!


of the rovers

a life of merit
against the fist

so dispirited a measure stands
at one remove

this versatile muscular panic

who demands and who'll
work for it?

mass retaliation
fortune favours
the fixtures

                            most! mannered! of champions!
                            brisk! exhibits! of champions!
                            legit! accounts! of champions!
                            stern! thoughts! of champions!


                           we came up fighting!