I do births, marriages, even deaths
no reading too short
no distance too far
long as i can doss around for days after
one day the british council will pay up
back to what you are saying --
i try to ring the changes
in some ways, some, it goes back to something that came into my head a few
days ago in another conversation, a poem in which i wrote _i_ and sort of
meant it and the i was pictured climbing stairs to be alone to write with,
as i recall _the dimmed enthusiasm of a drunk_
in this other conversation i opposed it somewhat to Thomas's _in my art or
i'm not sure how many tombolo poems I shall present here; but there came a
moment when i sat down at one end and thought _oh no_ and that was after i
had before gone through _how else can i approach this_
and i could break down the agony further
and then later i went back to it anyway
it is the way our sympathy flows and recoils which really determines the
course of our writing
it may be time to abandon it anyway, the sand bar, and just walk across
the damn thing like the rest of the electorate
but it was getting like that with st ives bay
and one approach was to switch approaches, to attack the pull of _my gosh
isn't this beautiful_ and also the conceit of seeing paintings
i am not going to st ives any more though i often think of it without the
stimuli of my own writing
it's an ok place; so that is ended; likely as not i shall, to a degree,
add in other places
anyway, as always, thank you for your attention
back to the less enjoyable work
On Fri, September 16, 2011 16:14, Douglas Barbour wrote:
> i liked both by that title, Lawrence, but was fascinated by the
> Here the speaker so present; there standing back & taking in.
> As I read all these I want to hear them in your voiceÖ.
> On 2011-09-15, at 12:03 PM, Lawrence Upton wrote:
>> One stroke of light runs down a whole spine length,
>> repeating a pressureís brightness over others, overpoweringly; fire burns
>> vision, in, through, with excessive enthusiasm.
>> Which is hokum. There is nothing personal.
>> There is no transaction between the sky and earth.
>> Such exchange is not now within our love.
>> We impose avarice upon the engine world.
>> Itís much the same as yesterday with heat
>> while we are too excited frotting off, expressing need, like dogs against
>> chair legs.
>> Give us some leadership! we growl! Give us
>> a hand and wank us off, Almighty God: we feel so much better when itís
>> UNFRAMED GRAPHICS by Lawrence Upton
>> 42 pages; A5 paperback; colour cover
>> Writers Forum 978 1 84254 277 4
>> wfuk.org.uk/blog ----
>> Lawrence Upton
>> Dept of Music
>> Goldsmiths, University of London
> Douglas Barbour
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> I'm sick of that. Photography doesn't teach
> you to express your emotions; it teaches you how to see.
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UNFRAMED GRAPHICS by Lawrence Upton
42 pages; A5 paperback; colour cover
Writers Forum 978 1 84254 277 4
Dept of Music
Goldsmiths, University of London