Monthly Archives: February 2013

On trying to get better at writing poems

What I used to do was read poems with the sense that they would contain a right way to write. I still do this, but know it is wrong. I still do it. Sometimes I will read just the first … Continue reading

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On when to expect a poem

Consider the chicken. It’s okay for her: in the sense that an egg is in her hotness for a particular amount of time and then  – out it pops! Not a sharp edge in sight. < Now consider the poor … Continue reading

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In Cars

In cars, I’m him. I make the shapes he makes – one-handing the steering wheel as if grasping some mane, I cup the gear stick bulb like it’s a brandy bowl and coast to junctions clutch disengaged scared as sharks … Continue reading

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On Playpaint

On Playpaint.

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On Playpaint

Exhibition at Canonbury Art Shop, Islington Playpaint make paintings. Gorgeous surfaces and snippets of visual language have arrived on squares of canvas. Carefully scraped or thoughtfully messed. X-rays and radio noise made visual. Repositories for where febrile intuitions come to … Continue reading

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