Vile Boris takes on a new meaning eh?
Roger
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From: "Patrick McManus" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Sunday, May 04, 2008 6:33 PM
Subject: Re: poem/ Banksy 'cans festival'
> Well would like to help -perhaps half the length cutting out a lot of the
> 'I' maybe put it real time cut comments -illustrate -and having made my
> effort -stand clear!!!
>
> Re say
> 'like that. I can tell you now that
> you are so far away how many'
> be nice to imply not tell us
>
> anyway enough from the least erudite but still rude
> Patrick
>
> Ps been to a fantastic art exhibition today -graffiti art Banksy -lefty
> quarter mile long old brick tunnel cars sawn in half -a fabulous tree
> sprouting dozens cctv cameras -the whole being a cry against invasions of
> our privacy
> Cheer us up a bit after the disaster of 'Boris' our new mayor nightmare
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
> Behalf Of andrew burke
> Sent: 04 May 2008 13:06
> To: [log in to unmask]
> Subject: Re: poem
>
> ... and, Anny, there's a Dylan song I've just remembered called
> something like Seven Days. About the same feeling sort of.
>
> Here's a new draft. I've taken up its cuffs and tightened its belt.
> Thanks Tad (and J). Changed the title too, but not happy with it - and
> the ending is still up for grabs. Andrew
>
>
> DETAIL (fourth draft)
>
> The house whispers in
> its discontent and keeps me up late
> with its incessant whining. Hear?
> The trick is to turn off, I suppose,
> switch off like the hot element in
> the bedside lamp which goes off
> when I press the plastic button
> at the stem beneath the shade.
> I keep wondering at the physics
> of the real world, not the metaphoric.
> That's life without you, a dozen
> details for each event - bringing in
> The West Australian, shaking it
> free of dew, watering your plants, then
> taking off my wet sandals. Detail.
> Like, I've never noticed atmospheric
> control lights in the refrigerator before.
> Beep, it complained, beep beep. Detail
> like that. I can tell you now that
> you are so far away how many
> steps it takes to go from
> front door to letterbox. No
> need to know that, but I do.
> The house rises before me
> and clears every room of any life
> that might be there to join me
> as I rise from this chair, walk out
> and say, 'Hello?' Nobody. I read
> your itinerary on the fridge again.
>
> 2008/5/4 Anny Ballardini <[log in to unmask]>:
>> It reminds me of a poem in which the house misses the partner, who left. I
>> cannot remember the author, thus cannot be of much help.
>>
>>
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