What I like in this song, Lawrence, is the way it takes away, the negations inherent in the short sharp words, the broke rather than broken discourse.
Doug
On 2011-09-06, at 3:37 AM, Lawrence Upton wrote:
> this broke land
> growing weeds uncattled!
> drive into it
> sand and rotted schist --
>
> soil ramparts
> cut through broken earth
> where wheels have been - -
> chemical it!
>
> crows upon sog
> gulls over rocks, tearing
> wind,
> the hedge twisting
>
> from a road's access
> thorns twirl
> that puncture clothing
> of any idea --
>
> hammering
> in the squared fields round
> echoing
> general purpose
> pesky
> fear
> engines of stasis
> loudly
> generating
>
>
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> Lawrence Upton
> Dept of Music
> Goldsmiths, University of London
>
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