Slow Motion?
----- Original Message -----
From: pain <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: 29 June 1999 03:34
Subject: Andrew Motion
> "on the eve"
> the start of a poem
>
>
>
> on the eve
> Shit!
> he is an understudy
> for a saint,
> crawling about on all fours
> and always looking like crazy
> limping about the toilets
> looking for some t.s. eliots
> or whatever they call cigarette
> butts these days, and in john keats
> poem, he is a holyman, and in this
> a bum, someone roped in for effect,
> he has no woman, and he has no religion,
> and is no eremite
> Shit!
> on the lav walls he finds graffitti
> that says in french
> nous en reparlerons un autre jour,
> noose en reparlyronce unn atrey jaw
> and he repeats it once more
>
> hang in there
> keep the motor going, keep the motor going
>
>
> he has a hole shaped like the americas on his
> left knee and another that looks a bit like margaret
> rutherford, a relic from the elstree studios,
> and the blackheads are piling up there, looking for air,
> and the blackheads are spreading nearly everywhere,
> and they have now conquered ruritania
>
> rule britannia
> he is motion
> ed to the bogs, for a lark
> in the sound of the flushing, or a night
> in gale in darkest pain
>
> and maybe the old git is nuts
> playing with his rosary beads like
> that, and
>
> hang in there
> keep the motor going, keep the motor going
>
> someone, has left the cold
> tap running, like a river's snot
> and he claps his hands together to keep
> warm, like helen did edward, and got
> cha, gotcha, he has caught his shadow
> climbing the cistern
> chapel
> couldn't fool Thomas, couldn't fool him
> doubt you could fool me either
> and he seems too erudite for his own good
> because his mind is too slow.
>
>
> -----Original Message-----
> 差出人 : Douglas Clark <[log in to unmask]>
> 宛先 : British-poets <[log in to unmask]>
> 日時 : 1999年6月29日 4:53
> 件名 : Andrew Motion
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>
> >I have just read his Selected POems. Oh dear. Nuff said.
> >I wonder if Fred will be able to find a good word for him.
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