On 9/7/08, David Bircumshaw <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> I like it too Roger, but I'd also venture that in parts it reads like
> words in search of their object, qualifiers longing for a subject. The
> rhythm gets a-moving in the middle for a bit, but the page for the eye
> unannounced spondee at the start doesn't move the rest on. It seems
> like a notional thing, the idea of it rather than the it. Or is it a
> spondee: could be a trochee, could be an iamb, could an almost
> anything within two units: do like it still, sorry if I sound harsh,
> for me, though, it does stall at the head.
> All the Best
> 2008/9/7 Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]>:
> > I like it, Roger. That wall, clouded/crowded that way, & the while moving
> > 'swiftly,' as Andrew also says...
> > Doug
> > On 6-Sep-08, at 11:08 AM, Roger Day wrote:
> >> swifts cloud
> >> on a vertical face
> >> marble
> >> glass
> >> sometimes
> >> one nears the wall
> >> fails to find purchase
> >> a poor man at Harrods
> >> a Norfolk accent for afternoon tea
> >> a white-man at Hammersmith Palais
> >> a black-man at Whites
> >> eave-less walls
> >> sterile crops
> >> naked skin on arctic ice
> >> fingers in volcano ash
> >> yet still they look for rest
> >> --
> >> My Stuff: http://www.badstep.net/
> >> "I began to warm and chill
> >> to objects and their fields"
> >> Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
> > Douglas Barbour
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> > http://www.ualberta.ca/~dbarbour/
> > Latest books:
> > Continuations (with Sheila E Murphy)
> > http://www.uap.ualberta.ca/UAP.asp?LID=41&bookID=664
> > Wednesdays'
> > http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-from-aboveground-press_10.html
> > A little planet blues, for the
> > deathwatch.
> > A season of rictus riffs.
> > Dennis Lee
> David Bircumshaw
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"I began to warm and chill
to objects and their fields"
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds