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New poem in Angry Manifesto – E.U. Issue

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I’ve just finished co-editing Angry Manifesto, the E.U. Issue, with Matt Duggan and it’s available here: http://am22.webnode.com/

Included is my poem ‘Stunned’ which can also be found here: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1743432/stunned/

 

Written by loekr

August 24, 2016 at 4:50 pm

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The state of poetry?

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Two excellent articles regarding the current state of poetry. Bristol feels healthy but disjointed, like the archipelago Clayton Eshleman describes in the first article.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/anis-shivani/state-of-american-poetry_b_706734.html

http://sabotagereviews.com/2015/10/25/enthusiasm-by-sj-fowler/

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August 1, 2016 at 5:33 pm

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New Poems in Angry Manifesto

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Two new poems of mine have been published in Angry Manifesto 3/4: https://www.facebook.com/angrymanifesto

The poem Redundancy can also be found here: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1572707/redundancy/

Written by loekr

February 29, 2016 at 9:41 pm

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here for now: Totterdown Arts Trail 2014

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Full article here: http://www.skylightrain.com/how-to-turn-poetry-into-art/

Written by loekr

February 29, 2016 at 8:24 pm

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All the World’s Futures

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[Humorous Intervention]

The seagull rendered sculpture

of discarded fast-food containers,

(early, Sunday morning leftovers

from Saturday night’s punctured remains)

the locus of which gives the value of

a bloody, good night out.

It is left to the curator of found objects

to enshrine their cultural worth.

Written by loekr

May 15, 2015 at 9:50 am

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In response to Bitter Lake

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“There is nothing in the desert and no man needs nothing”

said an Englishman playing an Arab in a film in 1962 —

Why are dates so important? Without them time would seem a desert,

just swallowing up our epiphanies into its great solid state.

This is Sunday afternoon and I’m staring at the desolation

of an English estuary, in February. A solitary man shares my view:

receding hairline; too-new parka and L plates on his moped.

I get out of the van and let the photons hit me unmediated

by the window, or the lens, or last night’s memento mori.

The man drinks tea from a flask and contemplates sad boats

toppled from usefulness. The gulls patrol the rivulets

against the backdrop of an infinity of mud and muddy sky.

“The English have a great hunger for desolate places”

said Alec Guinness playing Prince Feisal in David Lean’s film —

Why are names so important? Without them we’d all be strangers.

Of course, we all know that Lawrence of Arabia is really a romance.

The English didn’t hunger for desolation, they were playing chess:

soon enough everything becomes useful, as Bill Clinton answered

thirty years after that film was made: “It’s the economy stupid!”

it knows no limits, even in the desert it creates fountains and casinos,

and here it’s built a plantation of windmills to feed the city and its conscience.

Written by loekr

April 26, 2015 at 1:19 pm

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First issue of Angry Manifesto out now!

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Please see here: http://the-angry-manifesto0.webnode.com/

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Written by loekr

March 7, 2015 at 9:53 pm

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