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I am so old  big L that I think that I am out of copyright
But how about 'Raynes Park Rat's Arse'? has a ring about it :-)
P rat arsed

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From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
Behalf Of Lawrence Upton
Sent: 07 January 2012 10:16
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Subject: Re: Periglis

It's quite a long-standing concept, Patrick

I think it's out of copyright

L

On Fri, January 6, 2012 16:08, Patrick McManus wrote:
> 'Rats Arse' what a wonderful title for a poetry book! is it copyright?
>
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] 
> On Behalf Of Lawrence Upton
> Sent: 06 January 2012 14:09
> To: [log in to unmask]
> Subject: Re: Periglis
>
>
> local artists?
>
> like sand on the shore
>
> some of them are technically rather fine; and I used to go and visit 
> one on another island in particular who had a sort of open house for a 
> few hours a day when you could go and talk to him and he'd pretend to 
> listen
>
> room full of reasonably priced tourist bait and one bin of what really 
> interested him -- small details of rocks, odd shadows... photos and 
> prints and paintings -- but they didnt sell much
>
> many technically proficient, but... Goes back to something Hockney 
> said the other day,  which I have *some empathy with -- the need for 
> tech ability and for that element he called _poetry_
>
> i expect he wouldnt tolerate what i would; i am quite interested in 
> the products of incompetence; but he's on to something
>
> i used to say (without realising i *always said it) _what he/she does 
> is really rather well done; I just don't know why anyone would want to 
> do it_
>
> i stopped after someone said _i thought you'd say that; you always say 
> that; I don't find it funny any more: why don't you just say you think 
> it's well made rubbish_ & she was right, I suppose... now i just shove 
> apples in my cheeks and grin like that guy in Catch 22
>
> *
>
>
> someone on the islands i regard as a friend was nonplussed by my 
> snapshots book -- there's one about a diy weather vane and i 
> emphasised that one to him because it's really there, on the periglis 
> shore actually so you can see what i say i am describing - the poem's 
> a straightforward thing about it and its shadows and its inversions 
> (maybe _normal_ people don't read things backwards) -- seeing NES 
> (Greek tourist slang for ersatz
> coffee) and SEN (as in blood). I was pleased with it in a downbeat 
> sort of way, and the whole book was aimed at gig audiences who don't 
> see themselves as followers of the avantgarde -- I used to get quite a 
> few of those... but my friend, who is informed and intelligent, 
> declared the book too intellectual for him
>
> it's depressing... my poem was about as intellectual as a rat's arse
>
> i have done the occasional peculiar postcard
>
> b-c me an address and I might send you one
>
> *
>
>
> micturating
>
> L
>
>
>
>
> On Fri, January 6, 2012 13:40, Patrick McManus wrote:
>
>> now, who shal i send THIS to? Those shals on the seashore??
>>
>>
>> How about a series of postcards with your paintings on one side and 
>> porth  poems on the other-or half and half -very yummy for the 
>> tourist trade (the upmarket bit!)- from local poet and artist etc 
>> don't bother with those poetry antpamphlets scene no money there!L 
>> Upton Cheers Patrick micturing wildly What about the Porth in the 
>> three musketeers!!(this is one of my very rare lit refs!) Are there 
>> porths in Portugal??
>>
>>
>>
>> -----Original Message-----
>> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] 
>> On Behalf Of Lawrence Upton
>> Sent: 06 January 2012 12:39
>> To: [log in to unmask]
>> Subject: Re: Periglis
>>
>>
>>
>> Hi Patrick
>>
>>
>>
>>> L Powerful thanks seems deporthed??? I like the micture of massive 
>>> and tiny Sometimes we get three porths now it has flown with the 
>>> small thrush
>>>
>>>
>>
>> Once, I believe, I presented three porths, looking down the length of 
>> a bar dividing perconger and the cove (which must once have been 
>> called _porth_ before english prevailed. It was difficult to avoid 
>> and I lapsed -- at your prompt I did take another route; for which I 
>> thank you
>>
>> This, Perconger, is a very stony porth, swamped land, swamped over 
>> recent  centuries -- that was undoubtedly in my mind, I refer to it 
>> in another verse -- and the tide goes out quite far. The difference 
>> between high and low is spectacular though you have to live there a 
>> day or 2 to get it
>>
>> _micture_ is what you get at the outflow of a communal urinal, surely
>>
>>
>>
>> i feel i have something right with your reference to _big and tiny_.
>> That is there, in what the poemeye is looking at. No alps etc, you 
>> have to search for physical sublimes though the sea can be alarming 
>> if you think on it. It's the smallness and lowness of it all out in 
>> all that ocean, brevity of life among the aeons - the venerable bede 
>> running in at one door and out the other before we've had a chance to 
>> offer him a cup of tea [an allusion that will be quite silly if you 
>> don't know the ref... sorry... bede, i think it was he, likened a 
>> human life to a bird flying in and through and out of a room -- 
>> whoosh -- done
>>
>>
>> i felt that this morning when i got out of bed
>>
>> i'll shut up now
>>
>> now, who shal i send THIS to?
>>
>> L
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>>
>>> -----Original Message-----
>>> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics 
>>> [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf Of Lawrence Upton
>>> Sent: 06 January 2012 12:11
>>> To: [log in to unmask]
>>> Subject: Periglis
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> Low tide. The sea has finished with this lot:
>>> a stone gathering greater than the last judgment, every stone naked 
>>> of earth covering, visible; ocean shallowed of all tide power.
>>>
>>> This can be ignored. It is not the end of anything, only the dead 
>>> interval between quick and quicker events, big waves and plenty to 
>>> take our minds off a while.
>>>
>>> Nevertheless, it's here in this morning.
>>> A herring gull gasps in lieu of a song and seems to shout "horror"
>>> over the fields.
>>>
>>> Meanwhile, on a bough, a small thrush composes, choosing from 
>>> repertoires of known phrases, never quite repeating, not quite 
>>> repeating
>>>
>>>
>>> [_Periglis_ from _Porth Eglos_ or _Landing Place at the Church_, - 
>>> _Porth_ has been taken as a synonym for _cove_ ]
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> -----
>>> 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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> 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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