All of which is fascinating, L. But. I felt so many fast jump cuts
or too many channels surfed far too quickly (that button?)…
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On Jul 17, 2014, at 5:14 AM, Lawrence Upton <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> oh yes
> it's usually the intelligence of crows that defeats the many
> I used to patronise a noisier cafe where I did once ask a muvva to keep her
> child from screaming like a crow
> she objected that he didnt sound anything like that; and I gave up as she
> was making more noise than the child bird she was ignoring
> sometime later, the little tweet was climbing on an empty table - he stood
> up, spread his arms and launched himself into space in one fearless movement
> he didn't seem to have the idea of flapping his arms and fell straight down
> hitting the ground, he began to scream, as I believe I would in similar
> circumstances
> the mother came to collect him, glaring at me, but I showed no emotion
> neither of us exchanged a word
> I see him now and then - I think it's he -- sitting on a branch of a tree
> near the Carshalton ponds. He's only vocal near tea time;
> and once he was in the middle of the road, seeing off a magpie
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> On 17 July 2014 12:03, Patrick McManus <[log in to unmask]>
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>> Thanks for clarifying that L
>> I've heard poets who sound as if they are turning into crows!
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>> -----Original Message-----
>> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
>> Behalf Of Lawrence Upton
>> Sent: 17 July 2014 11:44
>> To: [log in to unmask]
>> Subject: Re: sorry for being late,let's pretend it's still Wednesday please
>>
>> Well, I'm there at the present. For the last hour we have overblown singing
>> (volume and decoration = emotion = good) drifting down and mixing with the
>> MOR of the coffee shop and for many hours an ever-changing convention of
>> mothers with babies who sound as though they are turning into crows. Not
>> sure that Sutton has much to do with this poem though.
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>> On 17 July 2014 11:32, Patrick McManus <[log in to unmask]>
>> wrote:
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>>> Sutton has it all going on what!
>>>
>>> -----Original Message-----
>>> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
>>> On Behalf Of Lawrence Upton
>>> Sent: 17 July 2014 09:59
>>> To: [log in to unmask]
>>> Subject: sorry for being late,let's pretend it's still Wednesday
>>> please
>>>
>>> *Film*
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> an arm sprouts from a person like a tree
>>>
>>> details of architecture draw attention;
>>>
>>> peaks and cliffs among the rooves and towers
>>>
>>> turn into clouds and dissipate upon
>>>
>>> a wind; she lights a cigarette; she coughs;
>>>
>>> the sun shines on her body; grass takes on
>>>
>>> the colour, texture and warmth of fur; a gate
>>>
>>> opens on to a chasm to which she strides;
>>>
>>> she sits and inhales; breeze tugs the hair; the tree
>>>
>>> sways, the new arm foreshortens, then withers;
>>>
>>> moss grows on its stump; how tiresome, she says
>>>
>>> to someone else about something; a many;
>>>
>>> multiple bird song and people making notes;
>>>
>>> much dead wood; decay upon rivers; as if
>>>
>>> film had been cut, and joined by another
>>>
>>> with the same actors
>>>
>>> she begins to hit a client
>>>
>>> on his erect penis, with twigs, grinning
>>>
>>> lasciviously; he takes it,
>>>
>>> pained and excited; small figures in a box
>>>
>>> in a luxurious doll's house; a washing machine
>>>
>>> spilling water over a polished floor
>>>
>>> a glistening weir; shining electronics,
>>>
>>> toys gleam at the lawn's centre.
>>>
>>> She leans forward
>>>
>>> to get a better view, totality
>>>
>>> curving or seeming to; and yet bony,
>>>
>>> meat scraped; and now, like some ship's figure head,
>>>
>>> ghastly of colour, ambiguous; menacing;
>>>
>>> wind opens the kitchen door, rattling the high cupboards
>>>
>>> above the empty work space; a radio
>>>
>>> starts; a loose wire connects; an idiot talks
>>>
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Douglas Barbour
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Recent publications: (With Sheila E Murphy) Continuations & Continuation 2 (UofAPress).
Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
Something else is out there
godamnit
And I want to hear it
C.D.Wright
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