i have decided after some deliberation this week, to take a hiatus from blogging. Perhaps a month or so, until the summer is over— i think it may be searing my brain, short circuiting some of the neuronal connections, my dendrites are firing blanks. i furthermore, received a high number of rushed rejections from journals…
Tag: contemporary poetry
The Pansori Singer
If you don’t know what the voice of a Pansori singer sounds like, i recommend you search it on Youtube. It has an overwhelming effect on me whenever i hear it. i become frozen, my skin horripilates & i just want to weep. The force with which they sing is far more intense & emotional…
Thinking out loud on language & local politics
These as you may have become painfully aware, are my attempts at being extempore, which probably just means they are crap & too baggy around the edges. The racist diatribe of the 2nd poem is spoken, unashamedly in various pubs in my home town, it is also written in the dialect of that place, so…
Thinking out loud the creature’s destructive capacities in decorative maps
∞ On that 16th C. Map of the World back home, hanging decoratively on the wall, i can’t shake the presence of the creature, moving like a pulse rate, monitored on life support machinery, snaking through dark acrylic waters, a cautious galleon nearby, sailors praying for shrouding mist, superstitious mist, drunk on scurvy & weak…
Thinking out loud in no particular order when two Haenyo come sit near me on the beach
Continuing to think out loud. For anyone not familiar with Haenyo it is the name of the native women divers of Jeju island, who forage for sea creatures. Look them up. They fascinate. ∞ 2 women divers, sharing the burden of what seems to be a lump of stone in a net pass me,…
Busan: City by the Sea
This is just to have the whole poem in one place for any future visitors who pass by & rather than ruffle through separate posts, you get the idea. i do recommend a second read though, never know what you might have missed 1st time round. Cheers for reading by the way. Busan: City by…
Busan: City by the Sea— Part 3
Busan: City by the Sea— Part 3 Economy of Busan 1 Everyone’s talking about the low volume of tourists: the Chinese are boycotting Korea, because of THAAD. Hotel’s, restaurants & cafes, though by no means desolate are far from packed to the brim. Discounts across the board. Economies are like populations of species, remove one…
Busan: City by the Sea— part 2
Second part. A tour of a department store & all the frills & thrills, the worst case scenarios & the separations that continues to ensue because… Busan: City by the Sea— part 2 Shinsaegae (The New World) Department Store i There is enough here for everyone to have something unique, something all their own, which…
Busan: City by the Sea— Part 1
Photographs were not the only product of my Busan trip, naturally, a poem emerged, a long poem. Busan: City by the Sea— part 1 Just Another Tourist A farmer’s profiled face, the ideal line, tilted back 40 degrees watching the sky bedded in geraniums, cosmos & violets; the face made…
Thinking out loud in no particular order
Roy Fisher in his Jacket2 interview, explained that his poetry could sometimes be explained as thinking out loud. i’ve been quite taken by this & for the past 3 days i have written something like 25 pages or round there about of this thinking out loud poetry & i am quite pleased with the results &…
Wallace’s Prophecy of Plagiarism
Another new addition to The Wallace Variations. Wallace’s Prophecy of Plagiarism He climbed into the dome of a zelkova tree & wouldn’t come down for love nor money, said he was a blackbird with a catchphrase on the tip of his tongue stained red with cherry sherbet— i thought, i may need to call the…
Wally Draws Real Gulls in an Empty Sky
Another new poem for The Wallace Variations. Wally Draws Real Gulls in an Empty Sky i walk with Wally & the dogs down to the shore. On the way he was all pipperoo, pippera, pipperum. i asked the meaning of this, each word (a neologism?) inflected, before dropping into plosive starts— he shrugged, pulled a…
