Marcus Silcock

now after a very intense month in London of nothing but almost mindless work my mind is coming round again. memories. Turkey. Italy. poland. nights of flickers and shadows. revising… Read more.

Treetop Flyers “not common speech / a dead level / but the uncommon speech of paradise / tongue in which oracles/ speak to beggars and pilgrims.” — Denise Levertov “A… Read more.

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one month intense TESOL course. Two more weeks. Then I can think again. Got a gig for 10 weeks at a small college in Feb-April teaching students from Senegal and… Read more.

Karavan Amigos I’m crouching with the march of the penguins in a oversized parkaa world not yet deadI am not the erection of a eunuchthe buts and the knavesI’m dialing… Read more.

Karavan Amigos I’m crouching with the march of the penguinsin a oversized parkaa world not deadbut sometimes the erection of a eunuchas a wet tableclothas a community you deserve better… Read more.

18th Dec 2010(return to London) given what we have seenRyanair equals sardinesmy bag is in number 29and I am in number 3they are playing Mozartthe elf a stewardesswrapped in tinselselling… Read more.

WOOD GREEN. NORTH LONDON. the footpath bucklesthese are the markers who steps on my stepswe’re tailor made what’s in yr food chain? murals of an albatrossbroken shoulders as a community… Read more.

19th December 2010(London) I can’t quite tell you where I have been what’s left to I can’t quite tell I left my finger on the start button and the washer… Read more.

7th October 2010 I am a lucid lucya listless chill in the gloaming with a thickening of birds I am the slap of the line the buzzing of mopheads I… Read more.

<a href="http://www.realitystreet.co.uk/kens-blog/the-captain-and-monk&quot;>CAPTAIN BEEFHEART Read more.

1.5 hours till i leave for the airport. here we go. london . . . . Read more.

15 December 2010 under the salty moonfull on pizzawith salty doughpeople comminoutta train stationwith wheelssunday returnsgone thickergone thinnergone itchywith winterand doghairsyr sentiments are nice but not surprisingideas are sandin my… Read more.

6th December 2010Via di Roiano, Trieste I am a tense cannibal think deeperabove the furyhop flop into hope30X30 illusionary surfaceswe have many minuteswe have you surroundedkeep swallowing your dog hair… Read more.

16th December 2010 a little lovefeastbanging on invisibleheadboards the tired gruntsof a goldenretriever this goesvery slowly there are so manymolecules I shd be satisfiedat some point i am kickedin some… Read more.

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New issue of Past simple edited by Marcus Slease and Grzegorz Wróblewsk Read more.

poetry and neuroscience Read more.

THE VALUE OF EDUCATION MADE LITERAL Read more.

Trendy Club (Elblag, Poland) put a hole in your skullsays Rogerthe lidis openbut where are my eyesmy balcony opensdelicious flavourswhat wonderful timingdon’t let themkeep you herei am giving youa ride… Read more.

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Cardinal Sundowns tell me of the shadows hither in St. Nicholaslate in the eveningin the gibber and gabber with domino Roger late in the eveningbaba baba in the bean polesin… Read more.

Danzig-Gdansk an umbrella in my handa mirror in my eyescovered insmog this citychanges handsplay kiss mewatch all the indiekids in t-shirtsfor months I couldnot savemy blue lipsmy language lackeda futurea… Read more.

Language consists of five basic sounds produced by the vocal cords. They are the vowels a, e, i, o, u. The other sounds are consonants produced by air pressure: s,… Read more.

21st November 2010 Pancakes provide solidity. Syrup is my get-up. Rain drips from the light swinging from a wire in the centre of the street. The bora is returning. My… Read more.

25th November 2010 Trieste Doggie Park a gooey ganglialived in creepy innsno guts for creedsI threw away the plasticthat housed my szynkahaven’t brushed my teeth but I’m on my feeta… Read more.

Whatever Buzzes the BrainSopot, Poland (August 17th 2009)for Magda Bethge this is the fishthis is the beerthis is the wooden tablethese are the rollerbladesI snapped you one-legged nearthe lopsided housethis… Read more.

Danzig-Gdansk good morning gateswet wet stonesmouldy old ghosta toy cow you can ridethe weight of a post office after the showplay kiss mewandering through gatesand side streetslong way to city… Read more.

September 2009. Elblag, Poland. Cardinal Sundowns thank you for comingI wanted to say somethingabout the shadows of St. Nicholasthat Roger spottedwhile swallowing beatsfrom the beat machinelate in the eveningall the… Read more.

15-11-2010 Trieste Train Station signs: MAXIMILLIAN RESIDENCEJOLLY CAVOURROMAALLA POSTA Elisabetta statuesupplicants and musesshe has a perfectrumpplus two plucked breastsbearded man beside herin old agebut still sportinga six pacthis is halfwayto… Read more.

as a rule my other half-lifeex everythingin the era of hairspraythe situation lies on both sidesashing into paper cupscontemplating the windowsAmerica my Dairy Queen Read more.

WHAT IS TO BE DONE? Read more.

how good it feelsto stuffthe cabbageI’ve tattooeda squintof humourbelow yr nipple watch this space:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::my fingerstouch celestialjuice———————————————————–Concrete Pier (Trieste, Italy) across from the Piazza Unitasittingon a metal mushroomsculptureteenagers in shaggyclothingsit on… Read more.

workers and students unite! Read more.

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14 October 2010 all the mornings of the worldI’m savedsocks are holy bee stings are not my tongue has drunkthe lust of yr race ———————————————–supreme lucidity: when the lightsdie down… Read more.

friends made a nice wee chapbook of selected work called Primitive Pianos :-) flying from venice. staying 2 min from the old town in Prague. 6 nights of poetry. Prague… Read more.

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The 2010 Prague Microfestival features readings, music and film screenings, with performances by Irish-American poet Marcus Slease, Berlin poets Donna Stonecipher & Alistair Noon, and Prague writers Hana Androniková, Holly… Read more.

heading to Prague to read some of my new work. check it: Prague Microfest Read more.

a newspaper soaked in bloodor oilor gluedto a balloonor fishedin vinegar she got fired upwe got fed he got listless chillsfrom the magnum opus there is proof in the half… Read more.

living in Trieste Italia . . . James Joyce statue and bridge . . . white castle. . . . Rilke . . . prosciutto . . . strong short… Read more.

DREAMS INSIDE A CUCUMBER i nay say i took and so we all must on this pre-dawn marriage bed in a trembling Turkish noon Read more.

my new chapbook Nerve Fibre: London has printed . . . yippie . . . hurrah . . .a bit of Dante . . . a bit of purgatory .… Read more.

1. Eski Yeni Their bodies were made from a slice of toast, the kind you put under roast piegeons (Sartre, Nausea) I’m writing to you in this weather among buckets… Read more.

Three weeks of not writing. No. perhaps four. And wondering if I can still write. That’s worst time. between projects. Just working long hours at a language school. now moving… Read more.

Hamam oh Cemal there are no candles on a navel stonea man grew me frightenedin the manner of chips I was friedand I became the method of sandpaperand I didn’t… Read more.

KARAMAN (Anatolia) the city is under construction. the newly planted trees provide no shade. students pack every morning into the dolmus with peasants and workers. In the centre new buildings… Read more.

AMASRA the dijinns are relativethis is affecting a lot of peoplenear youa good wonderfulkismettoss yr hairsqueeze meoffcheck that fish with lungs ***************************************** i met your moodsout to lunchspices of the… Read more.

miss this fine fella in North Carolina!!! B. Howe’s Wax Wroth Read more.

A TONALIST WRITING Read more.

in response to a review of Tom Raworth in which the reviewer argues that so-called difficult poetry is anti-capitalist and difficult “modernist’ poetry carries more political weight than the movement/mainstream… Read more.

Mugla(Turkish wedding) born for the voiddry dolls fallaround methere are ikonsthere are ikons morehorrible than angels mangledin the trees the spermscentedgardens with goat’scheese the groom did the gorilla the bride… Read more.

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here comes the windthe blinds clacking like stuck penguins I’m sleeping with a flower venderon a moped with a bell from helllet’s part the hood and ride our Hegelian brides… Read more.

in this Karamandesert i’m beat beat there is a sweatstorm in my trousers and if you find yourselffalling apart there is a rain of mudand a lake of salt I’m… Read more.

what was the fate of the turtle gripping the talons of the eagle?do you miss sauerkraut stew?do you miss the bubbles of Polish beer?before you fall asleepchronicles spray against the… Read more.

breakfast: white cheese, tomatoes, fresh bread, orange juice with a drop of wodka readings: A Marzipan Factory by Grzegorz WroblewskiSeoul Bus Poems by Jim GoarThe Story of England by Tom… Read more.

ANTALYA I’m writing to you in this weatheramong buckets of bumble bees I am trying to write as ifsomething is happening to you these leopard skins are not my people… Read more.

The TURKISH/IRISH CONNECTION Read more.

some poems from Primitive Pianos (Polish section) in new issue of Gangway: Gangway #40 – Expatriations: The expatriat edition Read more.

art is recontextualization underwhelmed???? NO WAY MAN!!! Read more.

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And I am always trying to think about how to write. As if starting over again. So that I am using different modes all the time and seem to resist… Read more.

EDA (Istanbul) Adana kebab is sizzling behind me in Sultanahmeta man in an all-white suit gets his shoes shinnedI’m skinned he speaks of Kurdish and Armenian symbols animals & patternsSilk.… Read more.

MIND SORES eagles search for turtles to drop and crack upon the rocks this is a tangible instant of a pure orgasmcracks in the hands of a moviestreamthe body of… Read more.

MIND SORES eagles search for turtles to drop and crack upon the rocks this is a tangible instant of a pure orgasmcracks in the hands of a moviestreamthe body of… Read more.

dawn’s kingdommaketh me beside the rancidwaters swift with myantlers my tawny bride engorgeme Read more.

DETOUR(Karaman, Turkey) here comes the windthe blinds are clacking like stuck penguins in an Anatolian desert this plywood mouth moves the soul ala ala the soul in mouldy chariots and… Read more.

GOLDEN HANDCUFFS REVIEW Read more.

Andrei Voznesensky Read more.

Celestial Teabags(Karaman, Turkey) there is a sweatstorm in my trouserscelestial teabagsofficianadoswise onesthe sun whosesubjectis neurosisflames of disenchantmentthe blinds are rattling sexology sigh it is hard to keeptrack of my buttons… Read more.

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Artangel | Stranger in a strange city: Janet Cardiff on The Missing Voice (Case Study B) Read more.

think like this: “May all creatures be happy and safe,May they all have happy minds. Whatever living things there are –whether feeble or strong,long or short, whether stoutor of medium… Read more.

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Grzegorz Wróblewski’s A Marzipan Factory A Marzipan Factory is the most original and enticing book of poems I have read in years. It is Kafkaesque and yet tender, cynical and… Read more.

Gluttons (original) It is 03.28 on the second day and my fridge is full of Pınar Doğal Yoğurt. There is a haze of lights outside my window. I’m at REAL… Read more.

Gluttons Bu 03,28 ikinci günü ve benim buzdolabı Pınar Doğal Yoğurt doludur. Benim pencere dışında ışıkları bir pus olduğunu. Ben REAL alışveriş merkezi daha kötüyüm. Dualar hava taçlandırdı. Ben tercüme… Read more.

Hamam(Ulus, Ankara) the upchoke of black crumbs thesemelancholy wakings nowattack the nipplesin the Hamam a manslapped mewith soap bubblesand scrubbed my face with sandpaperred dots spot my backwhat is raki… Read more.

REALLY LOVE THE POEMS IN HERE!! PAPER BAG Read more.

New Girls and Room Full of Surprises Read more.

Flying Bird Teahouse (Insadong) the sun on myfinches the feathersin my cup less plumbersmany electricians an evening performance of fruit sellers Utopia Spa cold poolsskating shakesheated floorwooden pillowsstrawsleather lumpsunsheathedpale drainagenever… Read more.

fresh hot and bloody good: Jim Goar’s Seoul Bus Poems Read more.

Itaewon searching for nan and Russianspot-bellied smart and tartZen Blud lust dhar ma top-ped rice cake orange fish eggs & salmon slices oh boy as regards this meathole tonked up… Read more.

Q. And have you any belief as to the purpose which the authors had in mind in writing the Ern Malley poems? A. They claimed to be hoaxing the members… Read more.

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MOVEMENT AND MOTION to get from the ship to the wave is a motion the movement is what happens my lover is movement what is a motion of a lover… Read more.

PETER ORLOVSKY <a href="http://tomclarkblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/peter-orlovsky-namaste.html“>PETER ORLOVSKY 2 This is how I wanna go at the end . . . . . alas of course . . . we don’t have really… Read more.

YOU KILL YOURSELF TO RAISE THE DEAD ——————————————————————the animals on a very bright day offer professions of good will. one month ago, near the shores of the Bosphorus, i slept… Read more.

PLAYING DRESS UP this gut kicks. this is a stranger and a strangler. i stain these curtains.——————————————————————i found grieving in the grass. I found a pervert in my throat. Don’t… Read more.