A small sample from Vicente Huidobro’s Altazor. So much magic. It is easy to get lost in there. The best kind of traveling.
(Painting: Miguel Hernadez. Music: Minor Victories. Reading: Marcus Slease)
Author: Marcus Slease
DEEP SPACE ADVENTURES
MARCUS SLEASE FICTION, never mind the beasts, NOMADIC SURREALISMA small excerpt from my novel in progress, Never Mind the Beasts. This is the early 80’s, on a government housing estate in Milton Keynes, England. Don Whiskers is baptised into a new religion. Learns how to swish whiskey. Becomes a friend of Jesus. Tries to find a hammer. Acquires a Millennium falcon. He is not a rock star.
EXCHANGES: FOUR POEMS BY GRZEGORZ WROBLEWSKI
ABSURDIST LITERATURE, Grzegorz Wroblewski Poetry, NOMADIC SURREALISMKyoto. Spiders. Men in black coats. Minimalist existentialist prose poems by GRZEGORZ WROBLEWSKI
(Painting by Janusz Tyrpak. Drawings by Grzegorz Wroblewski.)
Forbidden Fruit
NOMADIC SURREALISM, surrealist art
1969. Leonora Carrington.
from “The Lover’s Nest”
hermit kingdom, MARCUS SLEASE FICTION, NOMADIC SURREALISMA excerpt from my second novel in progress, Hermit Kingdom. This section is called “The Lover’s Nest.”
Polish sailor pubs. Rustic jazz clubs. Vibrating Pineal glands.
Self-branding, love and companionship,
monsters, MILFS, and satanic energy drinks
Nomadic journeys from Katowice to Madrid to North Carolina with beer butt chicken and pimento cheese sandwiches.
How to expand with it.
Miroslav Holub and Bud Powell
NOMADIC SURREALISM“The Subway Station” by Miroslav Holub, 1970. “Ornithology” by Bud Powell. Reading by Marcus Slease.
Subway Station
NOMADIC SURREALISM
by Miroslav Holub. 1970. Trans. Ian & Jaramila Miller
Maryland Trip
MARCUS SLEASE FICTION, never mind the beasts, NOMADIC SURREALISMFrom my 1st novel in progress, Never Mind the Beasts. This excerpt from the section “Howling Dogs and Crinkled Whispers.”
Expectation
NOMADIC SURREALISM, surrealist art
by Richard Oelze, 1935.
Interval of the Apotheosis
NOMADIC SURREALISM
by Leonor Fini. A sylphlike figure, a voyeuristic dialogue. Lurking behind the perfect figure, old hags contorting themselves into lascivious gestures.
