The Psalms of Charlie Malurkey— i

You may remember, though i am sure you wished to forget that i posted sometime ago the Jesus Army Saga, in which Charlie was kidnapped by the Jesus Army (a real organization, church?) & had some adventures before finally driving them bat @#&% crazy & being expelled from their farm/penitentiary. i wrote so many of…

Lullabies

From The Wallace Variations a sort of poetry fan fiction that expands & explores the life & work of Stevens’, imaginatively, so as i might speak with him, ultimately. Lullabies Wallace phoned in the early hours of a sultry August night that soaked the William Morris wall-paper to make summer noises down the telephone an…

Birmingham on a Saturday

i posted this in Winter, after my trip to England. i began writing it in England & finished it a few weeks later in Korea. Since then (being a serial faffer) i have made additions & amendments & as it will probably prove too difficult to get such a long poem published in a journal,…

Photographs & a message to readers

i’m back to a packed regime due to our old, stubborn cleaner-fella ditching us for a spring trip out of the blue. i like working but it limits my writing time & blogging time & makes me drink, boy can i drink when i am busy & though i actually write pretty well with a…

pregnant with all of god’s alter egos.

Originally posted on spitgreenfire:
From Gwen to Zorya, closer and closer to home but always a white breath away, defiant breath away; you put your one desi foot in and you take your blasphemous, illegal foot out and you shake this conflict of identity about and that’s what never belonging is all about, always half…

Travelling Soliloquy

Travelling Soliloquy On a cabinet in the ferry, a porcelain plate painted in blue with a Korean St Christopher type, almost as big as a mountain, crossing a bridge to a house, the door of which he will not fit — who lives in such a house, so tiny & remote? A friend? Prey for…

Return to Vesuvius

i wrote, roughly a year ago with the annex of a hop skip & a jump tagged on it, a short collection of poems with Wallace Stevens as the central character. he sometimes speaks with me, he speaks with his characters & we sometimes discover things about him no biography could possibly know. it is not…

Part viii of the Jesus Army Saga— Jesus Army Inquisition

Jesus Army Inquisition Them Jesus Army bastards got their’s an inquisitioning about the mechanicals of to how Charlie turn his cog-thinks on Godly God : Godly Gods a sailor’s breath & language coloured out the lines : that why the world has this much sea (spreading his arms to illustrate the wideness of the sea)…

Part vi of the Jesus Army Saga— Charlie Augments the 4th

Charlie Augments the 4th They musical with room of instruments them gospelling sang with rock & roller’s tools —them hypocrites who took an oath against the sins but Charlie not know nothing ‘bout all that those chord they mush together sound of bland as sprouts. Charlie somehow am nature-ally of a piano had never sat…

part v of the Jesus Army Saga—Plastic Surgical Hope over Brekkie

Plastic Surgical Hope over Brekkie Such amounts of amateur theologian, faith run in the marrow ligaments shaped like halos & roods an horrific plastic surgery cock-up —not actually, but such them’s believe is. they’s winged with daft: them crackpot thinks is been maked-up. A kitchen with tough lighting holds them found of Christ — with…