Oct 13, 2018 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
1 I sing the body electric, The armies of those I love engirth me and I engirth them, They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them, And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the soul. Was it doubted that those who corrupt their own...
Sep 22, 2018 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
Tribute It takes ten thousand hours to shine at anything.And if we haven’t spent night after night on the Reeperbahn cranking our act so tight it stood up all by itself and walked,we’ve come close, but we still fall flat. We sweat inside our Sullivan suits. The early...
Aug 25, 2018 | Featured, Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough. And now you could read... The Secret People If On A Winter’s Night A Traveller The Pale King A Lady As She Spring and All The House Was Quiet and The World Was...
Aug 5, 2018 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
The Arabs used to say, When a stranger appears at your door, feed him for three days before asking who he is, where he’s come from, where he’s headed. That way, he’ll have strength enough to answer. Or, by then you’ll be such good friends you don’t care. Let’s go back...
Sep 9, 2017 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough! It isn’t fit for humans now, There isn’t grass to graze a cow. Swarm over, Death! Come, bombs and blow to smithereens Those air-conditioned, bright canteens, Tinned fruit, tinned meat, tinned milk, tinned beans,...
Aug 24, 2017 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
The house was quiet and the world was calm. The reader became the book; and summer night Was like the conscious being of the book. The house was quiet and the world was calm. The words were spoken as if there was no book, Except that the reader leaned above the page,...