BRIGHT EYES BURNING LIKE FIRE

MARCUS SLEASE POETRY, NOMADIC SURREALISM, the green monk

Did you watch Watership Down, the cartoon, as a wee lad or lass? Was it scary? I think it is still scary. The theme song, with its chorus of bright eyes burning like fire, still haunts me.

How about Roland Rat? Roland Rat with the floppy doll of my brother before we immigrated to the U.S.

Hop aboard the magic boat to childhood. Prose poems, from my book The Green Monk, forthcoming from Boiler House Press on 5th November 2018:

https://soundcloud.com/jjmars/poems-for-the-elephants

Prose poems originally published by The Elephants

THE ELEPHANTS

NOMADIC SURREALISM, the green monk

The moon is sometimes bloated. There is so much. Just stop, slow down, take a look at your brain. It is very bloated. Put your thoughts in a balloon, maybe 99 red balloons, and pop them. Over and over.

Here are some balloons. From my book The Green Monk, forthcoming from Boiler House Press on 5th November 2018.

Available at The Elephants.