Rocking poet!
Re 'My ancestors had carnal knowledge of your ancestors' gosh I thought that
they just ate them !
P -burger
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From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
Behalf Of Lawrence Upton
Sent: 28 November 2011 13:49
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Subject: Re: The bar between The Gugh and St Agnes seen from St Agnes
On Fri, November 25, 2011 16:21, Patrick McManus wrote:
> 'Nothing is thinking about any of them,-' surely that did not include
> the poet ??
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Nothing is thinking about any of them,
> except the artist
>He sounds very superior!!
to rocks
> or I wonder what they wrote about the snotty snoopy poet looking in
> through the door?
I didn't know you were there
P intrigued Neanderthal self
My ancestors had carnal knowledge of your ancestors
L
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> -----Original Message-----
> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
> On Behalf Of Lawrence Upton
> Sent: 25 November 2011 13:25
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> Subject: The bar between The Gugh and St Agnes seen from St Agnes
>
>
> Here it is again, not meaning anything:
> a mob before consciousness; or, even, life -- a long way back to reach
> common ancestors. This lot, these unstatues, have the whole bar:
> a filled graceful; outline of fallen wings, a jigsaw fossil, crashed
> flight in high storm awaiting rearrangement. Strong waves push into
> the concave barrier, quite heedless. Nothing is thinking about any of
> them, except the artist, another odd thing-pile-up, too many abstract
> nouns in coordination trying to sense more than senses can tell,
> making a big assumption as to purposes.
>
> A glint of self-awareness on a January day, one man who cannot see
> himself, fantasising an archetypal activity with pen and notebook,
> both more than his strength to make, his only power a mode of quite
> brutish false; a mind which sleeps too often between meals, its body
> crumbling, its hope failing fast.
>
> There are others here, most of them unseen, hunting and killing each
> other, breeding in plenty, more food, more opportunity among the
> non-dead stuff plentifully scattered with organic audacities and their
> future soil.
>
> Often the sea collates the rocks by size; but here is confusion,
> needing further tides to sort them, should that be wanted. or not.
> They will be turned about. Now, a pterodactyl.
> Another day, a meccano helicopter.
> Most times words will not encompass it all and one photographs or
> draws or leaves it be. This activity is dumb trespass, unlikely to
> succeed to be of use. A crab strays from rock shadow.
> Birds tear it.
>
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> UNFRAMED GRAPHICS by Lawrence Upton
> 42 pages; A5 paperback; colour cover
> Writers Forum 978 1 84254 277 4
> wfuk.org.uk/blog ----
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UNFRAMED GRAPHICS by Lawrence Upton
42 pages; A5 paperback; colour cover
Writers Forum 978 1 84254 277 4
wfuk.org.uk/blog
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