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Johnny Bender Launch Party Chameleon Arts Cafe Nottingham Friday 24th June 2016
I had a fantastic night hosting/compering/interviewing/rabble-rousing/drunkard stewarding/evoking voodoo/performing poetry at the launch party for the publication of the amazing Dean Lilleyman’s second novel, ‘The Gospel According To Johnny Bender’. It was a magical night, a celebration of the eternal culture of Making Stuff, a ritual anointing of Our Johnny, a blood-vow of love and support…
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Hand Job Zine Launch Party Saturday 16th April 2016 – In Pictures
Had a fantastic time hosting and performing at Hand Job Zine’s launch party for issue 10 last night. Congratulations to Jim and Sophie from Hand Job for organising a wonderful night of entertainment, and also to everyone who came down, performed or partied or both. The zine looks absolutely amazing and is packed with some…
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Free-Write Poem With Picture #3
Today’s her birthday and we are arcs of light in the afterdark pharmacy, playing paper, scissors, stone with the Ativan machine. Our one religion of breaking and entering. Her reflection in blue-grain tinsel through the moon-tomb windowpane is a Renaissance painting of classic, anaesthetic proportions. Lowering the sulphur and the hovering lanterns of illuminated barbiturates,…
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“Imagist Socialist Poetry and Artistic Reality”
Really thought-provoking piece on the power of the poetic image here I agree with so much of this – “Poetic images convert natural language, enlarge its borders and provide new possibilities of expression.” Article by Turkish poet SERKAN ENGIN – do go have a peek over at the ‘Margutte’ site
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Free-Write Poem With Picture #2
If she keeps notsaying the thing is that as good as sayingit, she wandered. Hands, fluent in silence. The awning kept an awful countenance, contemptuous above the concrete. Broken bricks in forlorn walls toothed the street-mouth, little sore-dust asphalt sharks that dart beneath the tenements. And who amongst us was betrothed to the truth, she…
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“Keep looking, they’d say. Keep on looking.”
Sometimes it’s the photography that stays with me. I don’t so much remember the narrative as the perspective. The shifting arrangements, the composition. An album of stills more a haunted wunderkammer. So, if I’m asked what the movie was about, all I have are a handful of photographs. Recently, I have been thinking about the…
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‘Rapture’ (or a photograph by Christer Strömholm, or my return to blogging, etc)
It’s almost two years since my book, Grime Kerbstone Psalms was published. In that time I have completed the writing of another two full collections of poetry, as well as amassed a horde of neglected fragments, false-starts, half-dawns, orphan-paragraphs and exiled verses, etc. I am, for the first time in over fifteen years, not writing. I am…