Richmond, West London


My new machine arrived today

in a green Buddhashade

after a night in New Orleans

my handshakes were full of resin

not green gray like they say

on this Austrian passport

we shot arrows into crab apples on the back of Tom Raworth

while he was riding a motorcycle

and debating the merits of English country girls

at first tomorrow is a fugue then a fife

insert hair and balsa wood

birds on the streets of Richmond




Published by Marcus Slease

Born in Portadown, Northern Ireland, Marcus Slease has made his home in such places as Turkey, Poland, Italy, South Korea, the United States, Spain, and the United Kingdom – experiences that inform his nomadic surrealist writing. His latest book is Never Mind the Beasts (Dostoyevsky Wannabe 2020).

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