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Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Saturday, 24 December 2011

RECENTLY RECEIVED

aka, reading material I will be catching up with over the festive season & into the New Year...

Poetry
  • I.b.; or, catenaries - Judith Goldman (Krupskaya, 2011)
  • long past the presence of common - j/j hastain (Say It With Stones, 2011)
  • autobiography of my gender - j/j hastain (Moria Books, 2011)
  • Octet - Nat Raha (Veer Books, 2010)
  • Silveronda - Lucy Harvest Clarke (if p then q, 2009)
  • The Commons - Sean Bonney (Openned, 2011)
  • Happiness: Poems After Rimbaud - Sean Bonney (Unkant, 2011) read; excellent
  • Sweet Advocate - Barry MacSweeney (Equipage, 1999) read; exceptional & rare
  • Bloc Notes - Tracy Ryan (Equipage, 2007)
  • Dry Land - William Fuller (Equipage, 2007)
  • Petrarch - Tim Atkins (Barque, 2011)
  • Ketamine Boxing with Fun Boy - Mike Wallace-Hadrill (Barque, 2011)
  • In the Assarts - Jeff Hilson (Veer Books, 2010)
  • R's Boat - Lisa Robertson (University of California Press, 2010) to re-read
  • Anything On Its Side - Larry Eigner (The Elizabeth Press, 1974)
  • Enough Said: Poems 1974-1979 - Philip Whalen (Grey Fox Press, 1980)
  • Sonnets - Bernadette Mayer
  • Light Poems - Jackson MacLow
(These last four given to me as a Christmas present by the generous Santa that is Tim Atkins.)

Poetics/ theory/ miscellaneous
  • Stupefaction: A Radical Anatomy of Phantoms - Keston Sutherland (Seagull Press, 2011)
  • A Public Intimacy: A Life Through Scrapbooks - Paul Buck (BookWorks, 2011)

Magazines/ journals

Sunday, 26 June 2011

SCROLL


For Patrick, with love

Shallow recollections. Just writing. Sycophant discovery tabulating a mooring. How
blooms to broken pax. Pledged, whetted & blunt. The shiny earth teases worms to its pout,
disgorges energy load. The cipher too tired, co-ordinated raising of weft and hand.
Past armour caked a body live singing, a person without skin. Transcribe me. The text is 
bodied insofar as I am juiced green fields
    Panoply of orphaned distance
    Take refuge in identity.
Can arm tacit trash garlic. Laden in my chequered escape are cheap romance, thick 
permutations, chlorophyll spikes. I am a girl for action, anything you want me to be.
A Mexican white bone tree crawling out of
                                                      the gauze of no-place.