Call me anything you want, Honey
[This email, the one you have responded to, was sent after the one on
British P O types renaming the suburban-swallowed village I live in
It was an afterthought to that. Not that it matters. Both were a fit of
giggles after writing all day]
L
On Wed, April 6, 2011 16:53, andrew burke wrote:
> Sandy is just a name. Would you like another? How about Skye? Mandy?
> Linda?
>
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> Andrew
>
>
> On 6 April 2011 22:54, Lawrence Upton <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
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>> Sandy?
>>
>>
>> Carshalton Beeches
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>> L
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>>
>> On Wed, April 6, 2011 15:48, Patrick McManus wrote:
>>
>>> Sandy with the metal in her nose,
>>> tongue and ears. Where is she today? Yes where is she today?? P
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> -----Original Message-----
>>> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
>>> On
>>> Behalf Of andrew burke
>>> Sent: 06 April 2011 14:00
>>> To: [log in to unmask]
>>> Subject: snap: Have a Nice Day
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> Driving to the shopping centre,
>>> Bukovski rambling in my ear,
>>> I’m glad to be sober
>>> and anonymous. When I was young, all hormones and energy, my poetic
>>> was
>> all
>>> about rebellion and getting a fuck. Today I step out of the car, head
>>> full of Buk, and grab a trolley, swearing at its bent wheels.
>>> That’ll
>>>
>> help,
>>> my sober brain puts in, sarcastic as ever. The old desire to be
>>> listened to comes back and I’m impatient at each counter, waiting for
>>> this,
>> waiting
>>> for that. They’ve got machines now, not people. Just key in your late
>>> mother’s hat size and, voila, the
>> money is
>>> out of your account and into theirs, Messrs Coles and Woolies. Warmly
>>> I remember the décolletage of
>>> Sandy with the metal in her nose,
>>> tongue and ears. Where is she today? At the scrap metal yard? This
>>> machine doesn’t rock my world. It doesn’t have Sandy’s knowing smile,
>>> asking sweetly through banded teeth, Any fly bys? It’s a drive-by, fly
>>>
>> by,
>>> bye-bye whirled. Who’ll enjoy the fly bys on your funeral plan? Buk’s
>>> buggered my mood, but he’s gone and I’m still here, shopping, so
>>> who’s to complain. The machine says, Have a nice day with an American
>>> twang and I kick the trolley straight again.
>>>
>>> --
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> I admit to cheating. I've been dredging through poetry drafts to find
>>> a few to work up, and this one caught my fancy. Any criticisms welcome
>>> as always.
>>>
>>>
>>> Andrew
>>> http://hispirits.blogspot.com/
>>> 'Mother Waits for Father Late' republished available at
>>> http://www.picaropress.com/
>>> http://www.qlrs.com/poem.asp?id=766
>>> http://frankshome.org/AndrewBurke.html
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>
>>
>> -----
>> collaborative visual work:-
>> http://www.poetrybeyondtext.org/upton-begbie.html
>> http://www.poetrybeyondtext.org/begbie-upton.html
>> ----
>> Lawrence Upton
>> AHRC Creative Research Fellow
>> Dept of Music
>> Goldsmiths, University of London
>>
>>
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>
>
> --
> Andrew
> http://hispirits.blogspot.com/
> 'Mother Waits for Father Late' republished available at
> http://www.picaropress.com/
> http://www.qlrs.com/poem.asp?id=766
> http://frankshome.org/AndrewBurke.html
>
>
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collaborative visual work:-
http://www.poetrybeyondtext.org/upton-begbie.html
http://www.poetrybeyondtext.org/begbie-upton.html
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Lawrence Upton
AHRC Creative Research Fellow
Dept of Music
Goldsmiths, University of London
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