A memory of an emphatic friend

I originally posted this piece on Medium, which I recently discovered. I want to ask a favour of you. I have never asked anyone to follow my blog, & I now have over 700 followers, so I don't feel guilty asking something of people now. I may (most likely will) be returning to England in [...]

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The Larkin Industrial Complex: time for confession

Larkin, cigarette unlit, almost gesticulating with it, sitting in a squat, claustrophobic living room, bunny beside him, LPs lining the shelf, is nattering with John Betjeman, & delineates the whereabouts of a Poet’s influences. After remarking that people often criticism him for being miserable (though he believes himself to often be, somewhat humourous & doesn’t [...]

Part iii & iv of my essay titled Integrated Information Theory as Formula for Poetry

Part i & ii here.  the axioms of IIT as given by http://www.scholarpedia.org/article/Integrated_information_theory (all italicized passages are IIT's axioms from the link above.) Intrinsic existence Consciousness exists: each experience is actual—indeed, that my experience here and now exists (it is real) is the only fact I can be sure of immediately and absolutely. Moreover, my [...]

Of Rhyme & Reason iii: the coda (vino in veritas revised)— the end as the beginning as the end of the…

need some feedback on this so i’ll be pushing it like a boot peddler over the weekend, bring me your thoughts.

Daniel Paul Marshall

Of Rhyme & Reason: the coda (vino in veritas revised)— the end as the beginning as the end of the…

vino in veritas (revised)

i stopped tallying birthdays around the 17th Century
—if my mind serves me faithfully my well of ink ran dry
& only coin enough spare for my grape fused booze
my choice was simple: force of habit see. a fear of death.— i chose vino.
a lot of people think the longer you live the easier it must be to die
but there’s a tipping point once tipped beyond you can’t return
: eventually you’ve been alive so long you cannot comprehend not being alive
& so you slog through the centuries, in my case, inebriate & lonely
semi-divine if only because you chose to see out the universe
which even gods opt out of living through— i’ll tell you that for tuppence.
at first when…

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Of Rhyme & Reason iii: the coda (vino in veritas revised)— the end as the beginning as the end of the…

Of Rhyme & Reason: the coda (vino in veritas revised)— the end as the beginning as the end of the… vino in veritas (revised) i stopped tallying birthdays around the 17th Century —if my mind serves me faithfully my well of ink ran dry & only coin enough spare for my grape fused booze my [...]