I kinda agree with Patrick here, Andrew. That it’s the ‘As has been said’ that grates…
Otherwise, memory machine, although some ofti sounds more Canadian than Australian to me….
Doug
On Jun 17, 2015, at 1:29 AM, Patrick McManus <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Perhaps show with inverted commas as a quote? Otherwise maybe needs is gsummat (what do I know anyway ) now you point it out I get 'lies' play I just go by ear or what? !!bests P
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> -----Original Message-----
> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf Of Andrew Burke
> Sent: 17 June 2015 08:16
> To: [log in to unmask]
> Subject: Re: snap: Aged selfie
>
> It's a line with special personal reference for me: a Mort Sahl satirical album decades ago - maybe the 60s. I like the ambiguity of 'lies' and all the ripples from that thought. As far as I can see, my old 'future' lied and made a mockery of my vision!
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> Andrew
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> On 17 June 2015 at 17:09, Patrick McManus <[log in to unmask]>
> wrote:
>
>> Andrew enjoyed this -but not sure about 'As has been said, the future
>> lies ahead.'cheers P
>>
>> -----Original Message-----
>> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
>> On Behalf Of Andrew Burke
>> Sent: 17 June 2015 05:11
>> To: [log in to unmask]
>> Subject: snap: Aged selfie
>>
>> *-You could be tempted to fold.*
>> * You do nothing of the sort.-*
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>> - *Jill Jones*
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>> I return to cliff s edge
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>> It delights me so
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>> To dangle a leg over
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>> Smiling precariously
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>> To swim in the deep
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>> To climb and cling
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>> I ll never leave my childhood behind
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>> Or the chemical warfare
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>> Of my teenage walkabouts
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>> They have torn down the old haunts
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>> Glamorised the seedy parks
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>> And closed the deli on the corner
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>> Where Giuseppe kept metho on ice
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>> And stored milk in small bottles
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>> For White Lady connoisseurs.
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>>
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>> No point replaying the past
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>> Although the body has its One Man shows
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>> Variety items sketching back
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>> To mother s womb as
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>> The old theatre organist plays
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>> In the shadows of her thighs.
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>> As has been said, the future lies ahead.
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>> There are many recipes for leftovers
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>> Mixed in with new day s freshness
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>> Still falls a hard rain and ice
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>> Breaks windscreen wipers
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>> On frost-filled mornings. There was
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>> No apocalypse in last night s
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>> Weather forecast. The fire
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>> Glows low in the grate and rain
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>> Rusts the plough and hoe.
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>> ~
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>> Any comments welcome. It is a first draft so all and any responses
>> will be read with an open mind!
>>
Douglas Barbour
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Recording Dates (Rubicon Press).
There is no life that does not rise
melodic from scales of the marvelous.
To which our grief refers.
Robert Duncan.
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