just watch this / seewhat happens / i can’tlook away .
Monthly Archive for July, 2007
some new things by me out there in the latest issue of cordite. some poems, &, an article on michael dransfield. read the whole issue – it’s cool. .
a recycled closeness this wafts. finite stages set & none taken to, postmarked patterns filing themselves under symbols, highly strung. alien dots. glyphs fandangle a strange dance, bingo we have seen the movie previous to a marriage, a purchase on sleepy cliffs – like one vicious fingerprint trailing the neck of mum’s champagne bottle, dusted [...]
(a) snow falling passionately. plane trees ignoring it. other things originate. jay leno writes the pre-eminent book on ‘the doofus’, guiding himself through a lemon- scented publishing process. a boy licks his fingers to cut pages, across the globe. imprisoned by frozen toyota plexiglass he says something. (b) a stanza equals a postcard saying ‘enjoy [...]
a while back i joined a facebook group called ‘don dellilo fan club’. this morning a message informed all members a group has sprung to life called ‘don dellilo is an idiot’. we are asked to vent our fire on the small minded members of the group. the other day i joined a group called [...]
looking at canberra uni bar the most stodgy architect’s midday- movie. we perceive innumerable oblong ducts, smirking through bit-parts. goose-bump concrete amplifies monumental presences: 2000 watts of guitar riff & said little monsters of pre / post / oft grunge. did we mention a guitar riff? it’s always dark we are always driving the hours [...]
some interesting differences in the methods i’m using to write this month. i call it tinker (as opposed to last month’s splatter). the main thing i noted was the way the piece (if she wasn’t your girlfriend…) moved from revolving around a certain idea. it moved away from this idea with successive edits, but then [...]
well… you know what i mean. you know what all this means. & you know i dreamt you said that. why you even followed it with ‘no, rather than coming to terms with myself, i (for one) consciously try to move in the opposite direction’. a sentiment quite like you but the grin, perverse. then [...]
i was reading my review section of the australian yesterday, & perused with interest an article on the current state of aus. poetry (apparently it’s bad, but, some have hope, & some don’t). anyway it was good at least to see some names i know: michael crane was in there talking about one of his [...]