I think he'll handle the London Olympics just ... fine.
Roger
On Sun, May 4, 2008 at 7:34 PM, Roger Collett
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> Vile Boris takes on a new meaning eh?
>
> Roger
>
> ----- Original Message ----- From: "Patrick McManus"
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> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> Sent: Sunday, May 04, 2008 6:33 PM
> Subject: Re: poem/ Banksy 'cans festival'
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> > Well would like to help -perhaps half the length cutting out a lot of the
> > 'I' maybe put it real time cut comments -illustrate -and having made my
> > effort -stand clear!!!
> > Re say
> > 'like that. I can tell you now that
> > you are so far away how many'
> > be nice to imply not tell us
> >
> > anyway enough from the least erudite but still rude Patrick
> >
> > Ps been to a fantastic art exhibition today -graffiti art Banksy -lefty
> > quarter mile long old brick tunnel cars sawn in half -a fabulous tree
> > sprouting dozens cctv cameras -the whole being a cry against invasions of
> > our privacy Cheer us up a bit after the disaster of 'Boris' our new mayor
> nightmare
> >
> > -----Original Message-----
> > From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
> > Behalf Of andrew burke
> > Sent: 04 May 2008 13:06
> > To: [log in to unmask]
> > Subject: Re: poem
> >
> > ... and, Anny, there's a Dylan song I've just remembered called
> > something like Seven Days. About the same feeling sort of.
> >
> > Here's a new draft. I've taken up its cuffs and tightened its belt.
> > Thanks Tad (and J). Changed the title too, but not happy with it - and
> > the ending is still up for grabs. Andrew
> >
> >
> > DETAIL (fourth draft)
> >
> > The house whispers in
> > its discontent and keeps me up late
> > with its incessant whining. Hear?
> > The trick is to turn off, I suppose,
> > switch off like the hot element in
> > the bedside lamp which goes off
> > when I press the plastic button
> > at the stem beneath the shade.
> > I keep wondering at the physics
> > of the real world, not the metaphoric.
> > That's life without you, a dozen
> > details for each event - bringing in
> > The West Australian, shaking it
> > free of dew, watering your plants, then
> > taking off my wet sandals. Detail.
> > Like, I've never noticed atmospheric
> > control lights in the refrigerator before.
> > Beep, it complained, beep beep. Detail
> > like that. I can tell you now that
> > you are so far away how many
> > steps it takes to go from
> > front door to letterbox. No
> > need to know that, but I do.
> > The house rises before me
> > and clears every room of any life
> > that might be there to join me
> > as I rise from this chair, walk out
> > and say, 'Hello?' Nobody. I read
> > your itinerary on the fridge again.
> >
> > 2008/5/4 Anny Ballardini <[log in to unmask]>:
> >
> > > It reminds me of a poem in which the house misses the partner, who left.
> I
> > > cannot remember the author, thus cannot be of much help.
> > >
> > >
> > >
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