TERRIFIC POEMS BY DREW GARDNER OVER AT EMPTY MIRROR:
http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/poems/poems-by-drew-gardner.html
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The all new swimmer’s club. Now over at the classic indie press Dostoyevsky Wannabe:
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FASCINATING 12 MIN DOCUMENTARY FROM FAYETTEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINA“Less a confessional documentary than a mixtape that samples a copious personal archive, “This is Yates” pan-n-scans a wide track of time, running from the near-present back beyond pre-pubescence to home movies of time before birth.”Available over here from the classic indie press Dostoyevsky Wannabe:
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MY NEW BOOK, PLAY YR KARDZ RIGHT, IS NOW AVAILABLE FROM THE RAD DOSTOYEVSKY WANNABE.
ALMOST CHEAP AS CHIPS . . .BUY IT HERE:
HERE ARE SOME BLURBS“Marcus Slease’s gentle & generous engagements with the ephemera of almost-everyday life, coupled with a variant of bill bissett’s Lunarian English, and a sensuous, curious, cosmopolitan, and compassionate world-view, make this happily humble beautifully-modulated everything collection—without any shadow-of-a-doubt—my book of the year. For 1973 and for 2017.”
Tim Atkins“Marcus Slease offers a great deal in Play Yr Kardz Right.”
Mike Topp“These deeply sound-based poems perform the linguistic athletics of English-to-English immigration: ‘I began in uh faild sosighity / with mushee piez / & fried pineappulz.’ This book dishes a sauce of green slime, trailers, ducktails, and fantasy: that of both sex and magic. The titles swirl with pop culture—Pretty in Pink, Body Snatchers, Beaches, Chariots of Fire—making the whole collection hum with non-sentimental 90s nostalgia, playful and pointing at the same time: Ronuld RAYGUN. This book is a delightful, full-bodied, fluid-rich study of how the past still exists in the present: ‘my bag / 4ever / uh rottun banana.’”
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Seven of my current loves over at Swimmer’s Club.
It is hard to choose seven.They are only seven.But maybe a good seven.
There is the Czech nomadic surrealism of Lukas Tomin, the Canadian surrealism of Guy Maddin. Sun Araw, The Seventh Seal, Leonora Carrington, Chika Sagawa. So many greats. What a life!
Check it out:
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Excerpt from my novel in progress The Autobiography of Don WhiskersA hybrid novel (in the form of an immigrant memoir, prose poetry, and interlocking surreal flash fictions).Some influences include Richard Brautigan, Miranda July, Lukas Tomin, David Lynch, Guy Maddin, and Leonora Carrington (plus more).This except is called THE HOUSE OF ZABKA.Based on a true story.Just published over at Empty Mirror magazine. With a link to audio of the story.Thank you Empty Mirror.
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GRZEGORZ WROBLEWSKI’S “BLUE PUEBLO” OVER AT EMPTY MIRROR.
RIMBAUDIAN
NIGHTMARISH
FALL OF MAN
LOVE
RECOVERY
DARK NIGHT OF THE SOUL
http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/poems/grzegorz-wroblewski-blue-pueblo.html
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AN INTERVIEW WITH POET MARCUS SLEASE
IN CELEBRATION OF HIS UPCOMING BOOK FROM DOSTOYEVSKY WANNABE
OVER AT ENTROPY
https://entropymag.org/mushee-piez-fried-pineappulz-an-interview-with-poet-marcus-slease/
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https://www.swimmersclub.co.uk/treadingwater/syntax_error
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GIRL AT END
COMING SOON FROM RICHARD BRAMMER AND DOSTOYEVSKY WANNABE EXPERIMENT
https://www.swimmersclub.co.uk/treadingwater/syntax_error
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Sneaky peek slash preview of some poems from Play Yr Kardz Right coming soon from the fabulous indie press Dostoyevsky Wannabe.
Over at Swimmer’s Club:
https://www.swimmersclub.co.uk/treadingwater/play_yr_kardz_right
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My review of Grzegorz Wroblewski’s book of poems, Zero Visibility, is up at the terrific Empty Mirror:
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From my novel The Autobiography of Don Whiskers. Finally hope to complete it after seven years by the end of this summer. Maybe.The novel is nomadic life writing plus a kind of surrealism and absurdism. A new kind of travel writing.
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I answered some questions about Why I Write over at Slow Culture. A series that continues what George Orwell started over 80 years ago. A wee promo for my upcoming book Play Yr Kardz Right from Dostoyevsky Wannabe. Very shot minimalist answers about nomadic travel, surrealism, psychedelics etc. Trying to define yourself is like to trying to bite your own teeth, said Alan Watts.
Here is my picture. I don’t normally look this slick!
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A wee performance at Desperate Literature Bookshop. Madrid. 14th April 2017.
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A very interesting essay by Piotr Gwiazda on translating Grzegorz Wróblewski’s latest book into English, Zero Visibility
Check it out over here:http://www.asymptotejournal.com/criticism/grzegorz-wroblewski-zero-visibility/
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I am performing with London based poet Chris Gutkind at Desperate Literature bookshop in Madrid. April 14th.
Tonight two poets (one local, one not) in a wham bam double thankya mam.
Chris Gutkind mostly started out in Montreal and has lived in London for many years. He worked as a librarian in universities during most of his time there. In 2006 Inside to Outside was published by Shearsman and in 2010, with artist Trevor Simmons, Knives Forks Spoons published Options. A new collection has been finished and hopefully it will be out in the next year or so. He also writes tales.
Marcus Slease is a nomadic surrealist writer and performer from Portadown, N. Ireland and Utah. He is the author of eight books from micro presses. His writing has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, featured in the Best British Poetry series, translated into Polish and Danish, and has appeared, or is forthcoming, in many literary journals and anthologies including: Tin House, Poetry, and Fence. His latest book, Play Yr Kardz Right, is forthcoming in August 2017 from Dostoyevsky Wannabe. He lives in Madrid, Spain and teaches English at CIS Endicott International.
Entry €3: Event + Booze + Booklet of poems
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MY MARRIED TO THE MOB VEGAS MIX, IN ANTICIPATION OF MY FORTHCOMING BOOK, PLAY YR KARDZ RIGHT. THERE ARE SOME VEGAS POEMS IN THERE (THE FIRST REAL CITY OF MY AMERICAN IMMIGRATION)
COMING SOON FROM INDIE PRESS DOSTOEVSKY WANNABE IN AUGUST 2017.
CHECK OUT THE MIXTAPE OF MUSIC AT ASTRONAUT WIVES CLUB:
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THREE OF MY POEMS TODAY ON DAILY GRAMMA. THERE IS A NICE SWAN.
http://gramma.press/daily/marcus-slease-three-poems/
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My Shamanistic mix track from conversations with soothsayer birds and others . .
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From my ongoing manuscript Never Mind the Beasts. Ring games. South London. Near Elephant and Castle. 1970s. We popped over to South London from Northern Ireland to escape The Troubles. I was a sensitive wee boy.
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https://soundcloud.com/jjmars/saint-tom
Setting: A government housing estate called Coffee Hall in Milton Keynes, UK. Characters: David Bowie, Neil Diamond, the Milton Keynes Bowl, hot air balloon, a mars bar,a rocket ship, an American mall, a playground, a 10 year old boy. Plot: a ten year old boy has just found out he is immigrating to the United States of America. -
Currently finishing up my manuscript Never Mind the Beasts. Never Mind the Beasts is a book of saints with many settings, including: Lisbon, London, Milton Keynes, Hurricane, Portadown, Katowice, Faro, and Texas. It is a great mashup bursting with flavours, including: instructional essays, alien immigrant memoirs, erotic stories, vignettes, political fables, monologues, and travelogues. Never Mind the Beasts is part dreambook. Part travel handbook. Part absurdist realist mystery fables. Here is one of the poems. It is about your spine. How is your spine today?
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A LITTLE STORY FROM MADRID. FROM MY ALMOST FINISHED MANUSCRIPT THE GREEN MONK. THERE ARE MANY KINDS OF BAPTISMS. IT BEGINS WITH A CLAY TEAPOT FOR THE NOSE.
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https://player.vimeo.com/video/188194969
Ghost Coat from JJMars on Vimeo.Sherlock Holmes meets the X Files at Victoria Park, East London. Based on real events.
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It is a saint day in East Madrid. The narrator learns Go Fish and King Alfred and peasants and burning cakes. The barbarians are at the gate. They learn to live simply. A true story. Is it Buddhism? Maybe! from my manuscript in progress Play Yr Kardz Right.
https://player.vimeo.com/video/187478828
THE CAKES from JJMars on Vimeo.
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The true story of a search for home and the attempt to alleviate or ameliorate a mostly musty existence with showers of flowers and living kind of close to nature but not with swans.
https://player.vimeo.com/video/186089921
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from my new book in progress:
Alien Memory Machine (transmissions from Iberia)
https://player.vimeo.com/video/185125441
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My new phone is coming today. A motorola. Not elegant. Simple. But should get the job done. I mean, I should be able to use Tuenti app and make calls and texts (if needed). I hardly ever text or call, only Ewa, and Chris G in the past. Part hermit. I am not sure when the new phone will come but supposedly in the morning. I hope there are not many cultural barriers. I mean language barriers.Something just flew down my neck. The cockroaches have freaked us out. Reading and reading about German roaches. We haven’t seen any for a day. Usually one or two at night. Think the poison is working. But now I just read that they are hard to control in commercial buildings (e.g. this big apartment complex). So . . clean up water. Keep it dry. And also clean up food bits. And how long to keep out poison gel? I am not sure. The instructions came in Spanish. I need to look that up now.OK reapplied the dupont gel and watched videos of cockroach swarms. Looked up when phone is supposed to arrive. It says En Camino. It’s on its way.Found a very lively spider in the cupboard when applying dupont gel. Managed to get it out the window on paper towel. I think.It is strange to think how we moved from N.Ireland then England and then to big culture shock of Las Vegas. I mean there were lots of critters there. In Las Vegas. And snakes etc. And of course, being 11 almost 12, it didn’t matter to me. I wonder how my mum felt? She doesn’t seem so bothered now. But yeah. I remember my mum being freaked out by the bugs. I don’t remember cockroaches. Of course I saw them. But I don’t remember them in the house.I think it is much harder living in a commercial building (apartment building). Harder to get rid of them. But then ditto with restaurants etc. And we eat in restaurants. Best to do what needs to be done. And then move on.I need to sort out grading for thinkwave and my new classes. Later I need to go in. Not sure when I am supposed to mark the ESL placement tests? Still need to sign my contract. Yadda yadda. Hopefully all will come together. I gotta get my head back into teaching eventually. So many teachers feel this. Can I still teach? It should all come back. I do want to keep interested in my subject. Keep it interesting for me and it is more likely to be interesting for students. Also, remember what I remember as a student. Not much. I am sure some of it just sunk in. But I mostly remember the experiences. The desire to learn. Some books I read. So yeah. What will my students remember in the future? Maybe some skills they acquired that have become reflexive/intuitive. And some experiences/feelings. Education has become so tied to the marketplace and neo-liberal capitalist ideology. I hope I can create a creative and interesting life environment for my students. And me too, of course.****I think just tap tapping away and not worrying about if it is literature is what i need what now. I mean, I need to find a way to tap into myself. Or selves. Shit. What is a self? I dunno. Something I think might be in there. Oh captain my captain.****We are on first floor. Not the ground floor. The ground floor would be worse. But next time a high floor would be best. Also we are already feeling cramped. How did that happen. We were in a rush. We had to find a place quick. Still, not a bad place. Just, of course, feeling we could have gotten something better. Isn’t that the game. Something better. Something more.Should I try to take a crap or wait for the phone delivery. I don’t wanna be on the crapper. Also need to sweep and mop and clean my flip flops. Wonder how Ewa is doing. Her first day with children. OK. Take a crap. Read some Wind up Bird by Murakami. Chill. Mister worry pants. Chill.****
Spanish vowel drills. I am trying to make my vowel sounds short crisp and pure. I think it is easier since I haven’t lived in the U.S. for a long time. My vowels are gotten crisper. Short, crisp, and pure. Hm.
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Final day in London. Last minute charity shop runs and bag weight reshufflings. Then chill in North London with Chris Gutkind. North London is where London began for me over 7 years ago. By noon tomorrow we will be residents of Madrid. Airb&b for a while while hunting for flat to rent. Have to start all over. No plates, pans, bedsheets, yadda yadda. Gotta do the paper plates and find bargains at some kinda flea market. Should be much easier to survive in Madrid than London though. Some great friends and memories in London. London is the second longest place I have ever lived. Utah beats it by 1.5 years. So many places. But London is a tough tough tough tough city. Quality of life (e.g. renting a flat, quality of average food/veggies etc.) maybe one of the lowest in Europe for average folks. Poland has much higher standard of living for lower middle class folks. Think Spain too. London good if you have won the birth lottery or have good streams of money. Work full time for seven years, live very very simply with no debt, car, pension,cheapest rent we could find in a council estate in East London and meager savings and still hanging by a thin branch. I mean after seven years of full time work I have about 1000 pounds less than when I arrived from Poland. Ewa a few thousand pounds less. Now we leave with a few thousand pounds between us as our life savings. London is hard to survive and not sure (other than good friends) it is worth living here for what you get back. I am sure I am not alone with this. I will definetely miss my friends in London. But time to move on.We are lucky we are able to move on and do some teaching in Madrid. We are lucky. Depends where you look to do your measuring. Off to Madrid. See what comes.
Final meal in London. Homemade Pesto and venison sausage.
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My short reading at Rich Mix, East London last night. Part of the Nightime Economy exhibition:A collaborative exhibition of photography and poetry exploring the often fractious energy and environment of Newport, Wales’ nightclubs and pubs. Conceived and created in close collaboration between photographer Kate Mercer and poet & artist SJ Fowler, this exhibition will play off the complimentary possibilities for expressive abstraction in both visual and linguistic mediums, all centred around the complexity, energy and intensity of Newport on Friday and Saturday nights.A detailed description of how the project came to be, by Kate Mercer, can be found herekatemercer.co.uk/funding-support-…with-s-j-fowler/ and an interview with Ben Glover of the Wales Arts Review, which explains further the exhibition and its process can be found herewww.walesartsreview.org/24536/
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The writer/performer Zarina Zabrisky’s Euromix: Drunk with Fire. Brexit protest in London.
Over Here:
https://medium.com/@ZarinaZabrisky/euromix-drunk-with-fire-d2dbefc84818#.w24mxkdqf
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Part of the reading from last night at Xing the Line. Poems and stories from ongoing manuscript The Green Monk. Influenced by Mormonism, Lydia Davis, Ivor Cutler, James Tate, and others.
https://player.vimeo.com/video/171918072
Xing the Line Farewell Reading Part Two from JJMars on Vimeo.
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I read at Xing the Line last night. My last reading before leaving to live in Madrid. On the eve of the big vote. Maybe I will not be gone long. Who knows. I hope I am still an EU citizen after today. Then again I have been meaning to change my passport for an Irish one for a while. But it is a pain. My birth certificate says Silcock. I used to be Silcock. At age six I become Slease. Names and nations. Ugh!
Also Spain is electing a government this week. I am learning how to count in Spanish. Also vegetables. And the pronouns. There is a long way to go.
Fantastic reading last night. At The I’Klectik Art Lab. In Old Paradise Yard. Near Waterloo. Great art space. A great pleasure to read with the fabulous artists/poets Laura Wetherington (who is visiting all the way from Reno Nevada), and the amazing Stephen Watts. Great community. Great audience. We went to The Pineapple afterwards. Near William Blake’s house. Who has since departed.
Crossing my fingers for good results for UK tonight!
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“At the lunch table there is a new man. He has been to Dubai and it is very hot. But worse than that is Vegas he says. He gets very excited about Vegas. You have to step into the casinos to cool off he says. I don’t know how to gamble he says. Did you play the one armed bandits I ask. I played many one armed bandits he says. They give you free cocktails when you play the one armed bandits he says. Before you know it your eyes are cherries, lemons and sevens he says.”
FROM “THE HUSTLER”Prose poems from my ongoing manuscript Never Mind the Beasts over at Ohio Edit:
http://ohioedit.com/2016/06/20/two-poems-by-marcus-slease/
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“Creatures.” My ongoing manuscript Never Mind the Beasts. In the new issue of Cosmonaut’s Avenue.
http://www.cosmonautsavenue.com/marcus-slease-creatures/
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The best review of my work ever. Such a generous and insightful review of Rides. Thank you Laura Wetherington.
https://laurawetherington.com/2016/06/17/marcus-sleases-rides/
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DO YOU PREFER SUCKING A SOUL OR HAVING YOUR SOUL SUCKED . . . .
https://player.vimeo.com/video/169079845
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A nice review of nomadic life and poetry over at:
http://www.biuroliterackie.pl/biblioteka/cykle/hello-tiny-tird-brain/
HELLO TINY BIRD BRAIN!!
Thank you Grzegorz Wroblewski!!!!
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Saints/Mimih/Migration Compendium.
Featuring art, poetry and prose by Marcus Slease, @TjaKm, Pascal O’Loughlin, Lucy Jane Hilton,
Stuart Westerby, Irish Poetry Shop, Erkembode, Catherine Carncross, Geoffrey Buoys & Sian Williams.
Edited by David Kelly-Mancaux.
Translucent.
Initial limited run of #22.
Expected arrival. June 2016.
ISBN: 978-0957349636£7 INCLUDING POSTAGE
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https://soundcloud.com/jjmars/the-force
FROM ANOTHER KIND OF MISSION. THIS ONE IS ABOUT BENDY BANANA KICKS.AND STARS WARS. IT TAKES PLACE IN COFFEE HALL. A GOVERNMENT HOUSING ESTATE IN MILTON KEYNES, ENGLAND. IN THE 80’S.
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Two of my poems over at Potluck Magazine. Good journeys.
http://www.potluckmag.com/may-2016/2016/5/5/two-poems
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Some hybrid fast fiction prose poems from immigrant and travel memoir: Play Yr Kardz Right. In new issue of magazine Past Simple 11: www.pastsimple.org/ps11.MSlease.html
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Happy to have some new work from my poetry memoir Play Yr Kardz Right in the new Past Simple. Terrific issue with Native American poetry and innovative poetry from Arizona and the UK!!!
http://www.pastsimple.org/
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Recorded a wee poem . . back in another lifetime in my hick days in Hurricane Utah . . first loves and sherbets and walt whitman and deserts and rabbits and cricks and first kiss no tongue .. .
HERE IS THE RECORDING:
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Eileen Myles gives me hope. Not necessarily for money for poetry. Although I did get paid £50 for my poems in Tin House and that felt somehow a little validating. Even more than the money was having poems in Tin House and the generosity of poet friends. Eileen Myles, like many I would imagine, gives me hope with her openness. And for feeling less ashamed and guilty for being a poet from working class background etc. etc. I want to feel less guilty for writing and art and to stop thinking I should be doing my real paid work when I am writing and doing art yadda yadda. Working class ethos. I can’t afford to slum it and be a radical East or South London art school hipster (no safety net or backup whatsoever) but I feel the radical ideas of the middle class artists and thinkers and art school graduates. At least some of it. It is nice to see someone with a similar working class background get some cultural capital. Although I am realising it is not common. Still seems there is a hard to climb class system in publishing and the art world. But also grateful, somehow, to end up going to university and to have time, minus the guilt and feeling unworthy, unentitled and like an imposter, and via very simple living with no children, car, pension, property, and piddly savings, to do the art. I want to feel less guilty abut taking up space in the world. It all depends where you are looking and what you are comparing yourself to. I am lucky.
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2016/04/times-ive-got-paid/
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A poem about David Cameron, Shoplifting at Whole Foods, Hyde Park, Jackals, KGB, Pussy Riot, The Raincoats, Hush Puppy, a homeless hamster, and a bathtub. From my book nomadic surrealist book Rides. Translated into Polish for Polish magazine Elewator. Thanks Adam Zdrodowski.
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Did a reading and short talk at Austrian Cultural Forum in London yesterday. The spirit of the Vienna Secessionists through Max Kurzweil’s paintings Woman in a Yellow Dress and Despair. Imagination and freedom!! The only war is the war against imagination. Also allowing for vulnerability in art. No real connection (in art or life) without vulnerability!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dGRRuU6Gs8U
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I was super happy to have two poems in the faith issue of Tin House Magazine. They were later published in my book The Green Monk (Boiler House Press).
From my poem “Sacred Spring” in the faith issue of Tin House. A lost baby. Miscarriage. Travel. The great ships come and go.
From my poem “Baptism” in the faith issue of Tin House.I visited a psychologist in Portadown. Think I was six. They wanted me to draw an 8. I couldn’t draw an 8. I drew two circles joined together. Over and over.Then I got baptised at 8. My foot kept coming out of the water.I can never get clean enough. Sinning is infinity. -
New poem by JJ Mars (my side project) over at FOR EVERY YEAR. Thanks Crispin Best.
http://www.foreveryyear.eu/2016/03/1806-co-jj-mars.html
(Painting by Oliver Hibert)
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From my book in progress: The Great Gullet. This one is all about hygiene. Tough hygiene, social hygiene, beehive hygiene, dental hygiene, psychic hygiene, and of course mystical hygiene.
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Flashback Friday to 2013 performance at Hardy Tree Gallery in London with sound artist Ben Morris. Great two weeks of performances and exhibitions, including the artist known as Erkembode. Mixing the arts is very good. Specialisation is boring.
Visual art, sound art, language art.
“Ben Morris & Marcus Slease realised the aberrant underbelly of the gentle metropolis dirge in an acoustamatic tin tin of the city, bringing the offbeat poetics and grinding sonic beauty of London into three dimensions, falling off a wall.”
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Fantastico Wroblewski poems over at The Fishhouse. Translated and read by Piotr Gwiazda.
The best of Polish poetry!!! A nomadic surrealism.
http://www.fishousepoems.org/artist/grzegorz-wroblewski/
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I am performing with Tim Atkins this Saturday. Tim Atkins is innovative British poetry at its very best. Scrap that. He is more than British innovative poetry. Buddhist dharma poetry.
Camarade 61 – January Saturday 16th – 7pm – Free Entry – Apiary Studios: 460 Hackney Rd, E2 9EG
http://www.theenemiesproject.com/camarade http://www.apiarystudios.org/2015/12/the-enemies-project-presents-camarade-61/with: Lavinia Singer & Ella Frears – John Canfield & Joe Turrent – Simone Gilson & Claudia Juhre – Liddy Gilbert & James Caley – Maren Nygard & Eley Williams – Sarah Kelly & Iris Colomb – Prudence Chamberlain & I – Farhana Khatun & Freya Harwood Bond – Molly Bergin & Megan Haycock – Olga Kolesnikova & Richard Scott – Susie Campbell & Mike West – Keely Laufer & Emma Mackilligin – Julia Lewis & Annabel Banks – Clover Peake & Giovanna Coppola – Tim Atkins & JJ Mars
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Made uh soundtrack to old cartoon of psychosexual tenshunz the sung is kalld chuck chuck cheez it iz about the sedukshun uv of the text
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bewtee bewtee wat iz bewtee frumpee bewtee hellish bewtee kold wet englush bewtee kold bewtee we want to git wet & warm nakid sun kist beech boobs & bums hairee & smooth pecks such uh bewtee ful mess since we ate the appul
http://jjmars24.tumblr.com/post/135434389152/sexee-peepul-with-gold-playtid-i-fownz-bewtee
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What an advenchur sumhow we ended up with whiskee shots & mur beer fur qik stop pee brake on sum east lundun wet syde street & at the veree end veree strong 11% brew dog we wandurd around olde street lookin fur wild west dancin but no wilde west dancin the brew dog wuz not tastee but we mand it down and also cheezee chips helpt us holde the flaim that kick off with the pyrates reallee brought up the anchur for gud sailin well likt the georg we wur peaking at the georg all that chaucur & pickuld egg uh royal day today I am sort uv zombee half my hed iz pots & panz & sumwun iz playin it with uh woodun spoon the island hopping advenchurz wuz all worth it
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A wee reading for poems at Fog Machine
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My first published poems as JJ Mars. From manuscript called Play Yr Kardz Right.
Published over at Fog Machine.
http://fogmachine.life/blog/2015/12/1/seven-by-jj-mars
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My collab with outsider artist Erkembode over at Queen Mob’s Teahouse.
Barcode poetry for space mimih figures!!!
http://queenmobs.com/2015/12/misfit-doc-space-mimih-figures/
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The British have voted for more bombing. Minimalist drone shows, stick figures, military stations, hoof prints on the coffee table, skeleton trees, a manual for legs, and a warning note near the great mustard wheel pulled by a large horse. Elation is elevation via the visual cortex. Another flash fiction/wee story from book in progress.
https://soundcloud.com/jjmars/the-wicker-man
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My new vixen short short. It takes place in the heart room at a party and on the porch. Blood is a warning sign. The heart of a dummy cannot be destroyed.
https://soundcloud.com/marcus-slease/let-the-right-one-in
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Some awesome translations of Polish poet Grzegorz Wroblewski in Jacket 2. In conversation with perhaps the most powerful Polish poet of the 20th century. Tadeusz Różewicz.
A special issue about Polish poetry after Rozewicz.
http://jacket2.org/polish-poetry-after-rozewiczWroblewski’s poems are translated by Piotr Gwiazda.
http://jacket2.org/grzegorz-wroblewski-and-rozewicz
The five poems are over here:
http://jacket2.org/poems/five-poems-wroblewski
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HOW TO RECONCILE WITH THE GREAT GULLET OF BEAUTY? THIS PAINTING IS FULL OF THE DREAM POP OF SURREALISM.
(art by kurtis-rykovich)
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EXACTLY!!!! FREAKING MEASUREMENTS ARE EVERYWHERE (EDUCATION, THE ARTS, CORPORATE CULTURE!!) HOLY SHIT!! WE NEED MORE HOLY SHIT!!
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COLLAGE ART BY BEN STAINTON IN MY WRITING ROOM. IT IS VERY GOOD!!
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Have a poem in Best British Poetry 2015. Inspired by Alan Watts and the earth. It’s called “The Underground.” Originally published in Lighthouse magazine.
Thanks Emily Berry.
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Check out Handsewn Bear Press mimih-zines made for This Is Renaissance, October 2015, in Leeds, UK.The zine is £1.50 http://www.erkembode.com/shop.htmlFeaturing mimih art & poetry from:
Marcus Slease
Lucy Jane Hilton
@tJaKm
Erkembode
Pascal O’Loughlin
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A part of a Turkish travel memoir over at Keyhole Magazine. It’s from another lifetime ago. It’s part fiction part non fiction like everything. It’s partly about sexual freedom sexual repression and religion.
It’s called NO ROOM IN THE INN.
Check it out over here:
http://www.keyholepress.com/fiction/no-room-in-the-inn-by-marcus-slease/
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this poem takes place in canary woof. in the docklands of london. i live in the cheap seats but i can see canary woof. it is the new financial centre of London. it is from my manuscript currently being re-collaged and re-layered called ANUTHER KIND OF MISHYUN
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My poem “Bathtub 18” published in Juked magazine October 2015.
(art by Marie Jonsson-Harrison)
https://player.vimeo.com/video/141847565 bathtub 18 from marcus slease on Vimeo.
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I am happy to have a poem in Juked magazine. How we bounce from one thing to another. It is hard to choose between being beautiful or funny. The poem has many good couplets. There are very elastic. You can throw them at the wall.
You can read the poem over here:
http://www.juked.com/2015/10/marcus-slease-bathtub-18.asp
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I have long admired the trifle. It is the crown jewel of English sweets. I often remember it at Christmas. I felt a bit of nostalgia for the trifle when I lived in America. My memories are often connected with Milton Keynes since that’s where we moved when we “immigrated” from Northern Ireland. I put immigrated in quotes because of the technicality of immigrating. But really, it was an immigration. Northern Ireland and England are two different cultures and countries. Of course they both speak forms of English but that doesn’t make them similar. Or at least completely similar. There is a lot of Scottish influence in Northern Ireland. And also Irish. Of course the Irish and Scottish are similar and also different. That’s the troubles. The English separated the Scottish and Irish and encouraged them to fight each other and then called it tribalism. A familiar tactic. It is called divide and conquer. No matter. Here is some more about trifles. Northern Ireland has trifle cakes too. And now that I am here, I hardly eat it. It is not as good as I remembered it. But then again what is. Everything is different from childhood. Smaller and less tasty usually. But the memory of something is often better than the actual event, object, or, in this case, food.
The trifle is the queen of English sponge cakes. Do you know how to make this cake? It is not too difficult. It is the strip tease of cakes.
Here is my poem about English trifles. It is part of my book in progress Play Yr Kardz Right. You can hear it over here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3tshJ0AALJE&feature=youtu.be
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Reading from my book Rides (Blart Books) with other fab Blart poets at the Free Verse Poetry Fair this weekend in London. The Evening DO!
6PM at The Square Pig and Pen.
Excited to hit the book fair during the day. Especially Ugly Duckling. They got the goods!
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Looking forward to seeing this fantastic Grzegorz Wroblewski and Wojciech Wilczyk exhibition in Krakow. Photography and poetry.
16.10.2015 – 17.01.2016
MUSEUM OF CONTEMPORARY ART KRAKOW
(photograph: Wojciech Wilczyk)
“The exhibition is pivoted on a fusion of poetry and photography. In 2013, Grzegorz Wróblewski wrote his poem Blue Pueblo. Inspired by it, Wojciech Wilczyk took a series of photographs of Amager, the district of Copenhagen where the poet lives. The poem and a series of black-and-white photographs, displayed on the wall side by side, all combine into the project Blue Pueblo.”
More info over here:
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How did Jesus Vikings get to America? Find out over here. Are dream guns really sexual? Find out over here. Why was the Viking hanging on a rubber tree? Find out over here. How did the first American Vikings become the Big Lebowski? Find out over here. And more . .
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A short narrative poem about vibration therapy. It takes place in Katowice, Poland. The poem was published in the fab journal The Mackinac:
themackinacmagazine.com/marcus-slease.html
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http://www.themackinacmagazine.com/marcus-slease.html
Some poems in super new issue of the Mackinac. Super happy to be in there. Two poems from Katowice, Poland and one from London, England.
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Elephanche is a limited edition pamphlet of 12 poemplays written by Marcus Slease and SJ Fowler, and published by Department press in March 2013. It was launched at the Cornerhouse Gallery in Manchester. Cover collage by Tom Raworth.
Check it out:www.stevenjfowler.com/elephanche
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DOG WALKING IN TRIESTE WITH JAMES JOYCE ITALIAN PIZZA AND THE BORA. “THE LONGEST WAY ROUND IS THE SHORTEST WAY HOME”
Never Mind the Beasts 