thankyou for reading it On Fri, Mar 7, 2008 at 2:25 PM, andrew burke <[log in to unmask]> wrote: > Hey, that's just enough to let me fill in the picture and catch your drift > (as they say - whoever 'they' are). 'Offie' I didn't know, 'rill' I should > have known, and 'tyskie' is - a Polish beer (Aussies may talk of a XXXX or a > VB ... there's a local one called Little Critters ... maybe you could slip > the word 'beer' in next to it). > > Thanks for the info, Roger. > > > > Andrew > > > On 07/03/2008, Roger Day <[log in to unmask]> wrote: > > > > rill: a rivulet, on land or moon > > tyskie: a polish beer (which I bought from the off-licence or offie, > > snug is the part of the pub which is generally small and warm, or > > snug) I happen to like which I was drinking with my takeaway > > field of the cloth of gold: I'm playing with collages made from the > > foil in cigarette papers, gold and silver. The EU treaty is also in > > the news, hence http://www.luminarium.org/encyclopedia/clothofgold.htm > > integrated catalogues: is a conversation I'm having with myself about > > my art and what's required to "fit-in" with an institution, and > > whether or not it's worth doing. > > > > hope that doesn't spoil the mystery, I guess it needs reworking > > > > On Fri, Mar 7, 2008 at 1:51 PM, andrew burke <[log in to unmask]> wrote: > > > Roger - I hate to let this go unmentioned coz it has lots of energy and > > > imagery. I just can't get hold of its tone or attitude or point-of-view > > - I > > > seem out of the cultural mix it is involved in, although I do love and > > get > > > involved in these lines: > > > > > > > > > a nibs last stand > > > in the integrated catalogues of the night > > > fingers sticky with msg-laden gomph > > > weary with the weight of the world's biggest spring-roll > > > lays down to rest by the sound of the rippling rill > > > > > > Mystified a little by 'rippling rill', as I was by 'tyskie' and some > > other > > > bits - mystery is not such a bad thing ... > > > > > > Andrew > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > On 07/03/2008, Roger Day <[log in to unmask]> wrote: > > > > > > > > the shredded beef was a little sticky > > > > the spring-roll as big as two fists wrapped in plaster > > > > the tyskie sweet, a little strong > > > > lace-curtain shiver to the slight breeze > > > > unregarded, a thankyou note from an institution serves to remind > > > > the ides are just around the corner > > > > plaguing the offie and the snug > > > > bending brushes over the lip of pond-green jam-jars > > > > making extravagant pens bustle and burst > > > > in the convenience store and the rotten-tooth graveyard > > > > yard-sticks are for measuring > > > > heinz ketchup is for chips > > > > plasticine people must rampage through the cupboard and onto the > > broad > > > > strokes > > > > the clock's last stand > > > > it's as if an army of two would play knock-down semantics > > > > in the field of the cloth of gold > > > > the silver nightmares of the limitless realms of fancy > > > > a nibs last stand > > > > in the integrated catalogues of the night > > > > fingers sticky with msg-laden gomph > > > > weary with the weight of the world's biggest spring-roll > > > > lays down to rest by the sound of the rippling rill > > > > > > > > -- > > > > My Stuff: http://www.badstep.net/ > > > > "She went out with her paint box, paints the chapel blue > > > > She went out with her matches, torched the car-wash too" > > > > The Go-Betweens > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > -- > > > Andrew > > > http://hispirits.blogspot.com/ > > > http://www.flickr.com/photos/aburke/ > > > > > > > > > > > -- > > My Stuff: http://www.badstep.net/ > > "She went out with her paint box, paints the chapel blue > > She went out with her matches, torched the car-wash too" > > The Go-Betweens > > > > > > -- > > > Andrew > http://hispirits.blogspot.com/ > http://www.flickr.com/photos/aburke/ > -- My Stuff: http://www.badstep.net/ "She went out with her paint box, paints the chapel blue She went out with her matches, torched the car-wash too" The Go-Betweens