Ah, get it now. The word, or the word in quote marks, gets a bit
violent? Sort of like the recent 'nut the ****' fracas, which the poem
references indirectly of course?
But, yes, things move quickly these days. :-)
J
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Poetryetc: poetry and poetics"
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Sent:Wed, 27 Sep 2017 07:34:07 +0000
Subject:Re: Snap: This Week's Pour
Actually, a typo, I meant to say smacks, as in smacks you in the
kisser.
But things have already moved on ...
Bill
On Wed, 27 Sep 2017 at 5:31 PM, Jill Jones wrote:
> Hi David,
>
> Thanks.
>
> Munches, that's cool. Guess they're bite-size stanzas. :-)
>
> J
>
>
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> Jill Jones
> www.jilljones.com.au
>
> Latest book: Brink, Five Islands Press
> http://fiveislandspress.com/catalogue/brink-jill-jones
>
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "Poetryetc: poetry and poetics"
> To:
> Cc:
> Sent:Wed, 27 Sep 2017 08:17:50 +0100
> Subject:Re: Snap: This Week's Pour
>
> Like that Jill. It munches.
>
> :)
>
> David
>
> On 27 September 2017 at 08:05, Jill Jones wrote:
>
> > Thanks, Bill.
> >
> > It's compressed, I grant. The oppressiveness of the current
world.
> > Glad something stayed with you.
> >
> > But 'snacks'?
> >
> > Cheers,
> > Jill
> >
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> > Jill Jones
> > wwwjilljonescom.au
> >
> > Latest book: Brink, Five Islands Press
> > http://fiveislandspress.com/catalogue/brink-jill-jones
> >
> > ----- Original Message -----
> > From: "Poetryetc: poetry and poetics"
> > To:
> > Cc:
> > Sent:Wed, 27 Sep 2017 05:17:57 +0000
> > Subject:Re: Snap: This Week's Pour
> >
> > Deep, Jill. Avoid the sudden. It snacks. 'The little we shoulder'
a
> > phrase
> > that stays with me.
> >
> > Bill
> >
> > On Wed, 27 Sep 2017 at 9:18 am, Jill Jones wrote:
> >
> > > This Week’s Pour
> > >
> > > The world pours
> > > out over the
> > > world which
> > > pours out
> > > further than
> > >
> > > As if a subscription
> > > extended life
> > > as levitation
> > > or something obviously
> > > visible
> > >
> > > As if we bring
> > > the little we
> > > shoulder as if
> > > the sun sang on
> > > something important
> > >
> > > A DJ surrounds
> > > you with
> > > ridiculous thinking
> > > someone simply
> > > wants to punch you out
> > >
> > > As if the ‘sudden’ is
> > > the way life is
> > > apparent, what grows
> > > offspring
> > > or exceptions
> > >
> > > A word prolongs
> > > how it feels
> > > and extends
> > > same-same as a way
> > > of working distinct
> > >
> > > Words, not as
> > > rhymes but
> > > unearthing
> > > provenances
> > > moving through gaps
> > >
> > > That is, imagine
> > > refugees, storms, evidence
> > > or all these relations
> > > plucked as thought
> > > via questions
> > >
> > >
> > >
> >
> >
>
>
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