NOMADIC TRAVEL WRITING

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Do we know what we feel? Behind the scenes playing all the time. In the social, political, and personal.  . . . . . . . . . . . . Last night I had dreams of my friend Andrew coming to visit. I was supposed to pick him up from a ferry. I never… Read more

What does it mean to deal with something? Another 20 min of breaking down after seeing more pictures of Aaron and Shantell when they were little. Remembering those times. Feeling the pain of not being able to protect. The pain of not being an older brother. Aaron was so sensitive as a kid. Aaron and… Read more

day 3 of teaching my travel literature summer intensive course. Naps after class and all time collapses. North Carolina, Bellingham, Turkey, Utah. I can see I am not the same person and all things change but larger events seem to bring about bigger changes and shifts. 2009 was the last large event that changed everything.… Read more

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Kozan Ichikyo, died February 12, 1360. After writing this poem on the morning of his death, he lay down his brush and died sitting upright. Empty-handed I enteredthe worldBarefoot I leave it.My coming, my going —Two simple happeningsThat got entangled. Read more

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I cannot find you brother. How can I imagine you as nowhere. If I imagine you as somewhere where I can imagine you? On a cloud? Slipping back into the sea? As some kind of energy? I like to imagine you as full of awe and wonder. Full of peace. I like to imagine you… Read more

Dust motes and black mould. Stiff neck and sore back. Sipping green tea. People are mowing the grass and cutting the branches outside. after cleaning housestaring at the clouds movingcut grass under the same roofwe all sleep let us peelthe potatoesfor evening supper bell bottomclouds I have borrowedmy brother’s jeans there is no windto carry… Read more

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Went to High Street Kensington to look for the classroom I will be teaching in on Monday. For a large part of the time I was frustrated with all the activity. The rush of shoppers and thrill seekers. Every little bit of pleasure somehow felt frustrating. We went to Whole Foods and looked around. Somehow… Read more

Two hour nap. Fresh vegetable soup. Heading out to get fresh air. Aaron will be with me.  Love you brother!! Read more

I try to think of Aaron as not suffering. As no longer feeling pain. When I see a picture of him I am flooded again. When I think of visiting Utah in August and not being able to talk to him, hear him, see him none of this comforts me. I have never experienced so… Read more

My body went into shock. Then morning. Lots of morning. When do I stop morning? If I stop morning do I stop remembering Aaron? I have never cried this much. Or in this way. If I eat why am I eating? I have sat in this room since I got the news of the death… Read more

what is a vacuum? Why am I vacuuming? What is this round plate? Why I am eating off it? What is the mug? Why am I drinking from it? What is this wind? What does it blow? What do I know? What do I not know? Read more

Sleep is not easy. Last night I had a dream.  A friend was sitting alone on a chair. He said he was lonely. He said he last best friend was moving away. It was a big empty room for a conference. There was no conference. There was only the hug of my friend and his… Read more

We pay money to have our attention grabbed We will engage it and give it something to do for hours We can’t fix everything so what will we do? What do you choose to give your attention to? looking for the next thing that is wrong and then figure out how to fix it I… Read more

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I lost my brother Aaron yesterday. He was 29. Everything seemed petty and a bit worthless after the news. It was a shock. No warning. Just gone. I was with him six months ago in Utah. We made plans. We grew up together and went through a lot. Living in Coffee Hall housing estate in… Read more

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it is a project. 88 edited pages into it . . . might publish it in three parts . . . check out unedited ones in progress here: http://nomadicpoetics.wordpress.com/ Read more

    A Hut is Constructed of Loose Stones this is part the story of Genesis a human is being collected the book of things the book of bodies a pool of chlorine the skull of a Frank or the skull of slug a lover gives love while snoring while thinking about England one has… Read more

trying out wordpress for the simple look . . feeling minimal . . . might migrate Never Mind the Beasts over there: NEVER MIND THE BEASTS AT WORDPRESS Read more

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A Hut is Constructed of Loose Stones this is part the story of Genesis  a human is being collected  the book of things  the book of bodies  a pool of chlorine  the skull of a Frank  or the skull of slug  a lover gives love  while snoring  while thinking about England  one has to become… Read more

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reading at The Windmill. Brixton. London. 4th Feb 2012. Read more

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covers project . . . Bernadette Mayer’s Maple Syrup sonnet . . . north London . .. near Horse Hospital . . Read more

Jeff Hilson reading the other night for Steven Fowler’s book release of Minimum Security Prison Dentisry at the Horse Hospital in North London. Great evening. Many fine readings !!! Read more

Steven Fowler reading the other night for his book release of Minimum Security Prison Dentisry at the Horse Hospital in North London. Great evening. Many fine readings !!! Read more

Holly Pester reading the other night for Steven Fowler’s book release of Minimum Security Prison Dentisry at the Horse Hospital in North London. Great evening. Many fine readings !!! Read more

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Held at the rich mix arts centre in Brick Lane, London on June 18th 2011, Emilia Haugovà and Ivan Štrpka were joined by a half dozen London-based poets to celebrate the sixth event in the Maintenant series. As ever, the Maintenant series advocated a diverse selection of poetic methodologies, ages & nationalities – collecting together… Read more

A translated Korean folk poem . . for the anthology of plant poems at the Urban Physics Garden in South London last week . . yippie . . . . Read more

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my poem play “Godzenie” in the latest issue of Stimulus/Respond . . . a fashion/architecture/art mag with some literature . . . visually centred mag  . . check it out here: http://www.stimulusrespond.com Read more

Irish Ninja Somewhere around the age of 20 I had been looking to get my accent back that would have been 1995 when I first came back to Milton Keynes & Portadown BOYO after moving to Vegas  where the middle school  was full of Mexicans hombre and a girl named Candy squinted  when she smoked… Read more

THE PRINCE OF MIST BY THE BEST SELLING AUTHOR OF THE SHADOW OF THE WIND this version left blank due to rules regarding blog posted poems and submissions to mags . . hm . . . not sure about that . .  ah well . . . Read more

THE PRINCE OF MIST BY THE BEST SELLING AUTHOR OF THE SHADOW OF THE WIND I’m petite Asian and can handle any cock they fix everything here take your sandals to the shop i have cabbed upon this  mind barking like a cork this is eski yeni in other words Samsara hello kebab hello clam… Read more

(friday afternoon. Tasmac. Northwest London. 10 min break time . . . recollecting in tranquility the delights of living in Ankara and feeling that thing commonly called nostalgia but for something that isn’t quite grasped or expressed  . .  what is IT?) many times i have cabbed upon this in eski YENI this is my… Read more

Jeff Hilson’s In the Assarts (My fav Hilson yet!!!) Tim Atkins Petrarch (from Barque Press) (my fav Atkins yet!!) Hilson and Atkins Atkins and Hilson a cold drink of water in the desert of British poetry!!! Kenneth Koch’s poem “On Beauty” Elffish Jon (the unassarts) . . . . from Linus Slug . . . Now I remember why… Read more

It is raining in London. I am in Kingsbury. At a business school teaching EFL. The job will end next Thursday. I am searching for jobs again. To survive (shelter and food etc. ) This is a continual process. In the meantime, I have become bored (temporarily) of poetry. Perhaps boredom can be a good… Read more

interview at 3:AM magazine poems from smashing time at 3:AM magazine big thanks to Steven Fowler . . . Read more

Publishing Genius has some interesting work . . . no reason poetry can’t connect like Indie music scenes in the 80’s and 90’s or punk music in the 70’s . . . etc. etc. check out this trailer for a book of poetry forthcoming TEXT Read more

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Trendy Club (Elblag, Poland) put a hole in your skullsays Rogerthe lidis openbut where are my eyesmy balcony opensdon’t let themkeep you herei am giving youa ride homeI have not adaptedI envy my neighbourstheir incredible skill Read more

Philip Whalen’s Collected Poems Kenneth Koch’s Collected Poems Kenneth Koch’s The Gold Standard Lew Welch’s Ring of Bone Read more

what a city. What time. Grzegorz Wroblewski. Paintings. Books. Louise Rosengreen (another terrific Danish poet). A journey to a place called Christiana. A freetown. A town at the end of the world. The wild west reborn. And the strand. Ahhh what a strand. I was in a painting. It was a nice painting. And the… Read more

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on the third day I walked again to the rynek of Rybnik and met a girl who told me to come to the electricity plant and I asked her about poetry and she said Milosz and I said I know and she said that was all she knew plus someone named Szymborska and I said… Read more

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Great reading series with interviews and poetry from European poets. Steven Fowler’s Maintenant Series (if you didn’t know). This Lithuanian poet rocked it a few weeks ago at Rich Mix in east London and Europe house. Fab fab fab work. Check out the interview and poems here: Interview poems Read more

this poet just keeps on keeping on and spurns out some seriously good language play Clark Coolidge chapbook Read more

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what will and what won’t go. Books are coming in again. All those hundreds upon hundred of books let go in North Carolina to travel the world. On the way from parent’s gift certificate: Collected Poems of Philip Whalen still reading collected poems of Kenneth Koch (the “short ones”) wondering about getting Joanne Kyger’s collected… Read more

best and most interesting literary journal . . perhaps . . . full stop . . . with a new look . .. and layout . . . get your fill . . . Jacket 2 REVISED FOUR DAYS LATER: OH NO, HAS JACKET DONE A MERGER TO BECOME AN INSTITUTION. WHO’S IN AND WHO’S… Read more

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site specific . . . environment specific . . . time specific . . . music specific . . . and so on . . . first take no revisions from notebook . . . 6.30PM-6.45PM . . . Tues 29th March . . . Balloons ***** I’ve got a little hill with little green… Read more

quiet nostalgia . . . a bit of the old alternative sounds . . . Read more

might change previous manuscript title to Gypsy Moth instead of Primitive Pianos. Still thinking of titles. Poems written in Spanish Fork, Ankara, Istanbul, Trieste, Elblag, London. Revision in progress from Trieste section: ****************************** in heaven
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link from friend Grzegorz Wroblewski . . . legendary Polish punk . .. waiting for a signal from “central” Read more

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S.B.’s Ghost Shit soap me sock me I got a table at the rainbow roombig ship approaching the dockI’ve got you heavy in this London sunshineWood Green March 4th 2011and an Indian at the table is really a hyenathat’s who I amsuppose has some facts aroundyep! imaginary income! UGH!well the crooks are outspastic garage feedback… Read more

Got my copy in the post today!!! Super super super good!!!! Ahhhh now this refreshes me big time!! Stuff is happening over here in the U.K.. I mean fresh fresh interesting poetry and essays!! And it’s a really handsome handmade nice on the eyes production! check it and grab yourself a copy quick: DEPARTMENT POETRY… Read more

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1) Many Happy Returns by Ted Berrigan 2) Train Ride by Ted Berrigan 3) Tuned Droves by Eric Baus 4) Nothing to You by Ted Berrigan Finished those fine books this week. Love to hold them in my hand. Fine specimens. Heading to poetry library now. Hoping to pick up 1) Alice Notely: Grave of… Read more

some poems in progress taken off . . . . poems sent onward to magazines who count this humble blog as already publishing them . . . . yadda yadda yadda Read more

I’m thinking of the human voice. Of speech. Of the subversion of communication. Of the pre-fabrication of meaning. Of Emotions language and meanings. What slips past. What infer requires of the logic of thinking. A systematic ordering may go, have gone, too far into a systematic disordering. What is the form or norm for variation?… Read more

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perfect position to write. not sure if the heat from this laptop will decrease the potency of my sperm. I do not need potent sperm at this time, or perhaps ever. wondering bout Neil Gaiman? Children’s stories etc. It is time for M&M, peanuts, yellow, mostly. A pedestrian poetics?????? Tomorrow is Monday. How does that… Read more

some fascinating answers and questions . . . not the usual fluff: Interview with Sean Bonney some interesting new translations of the poet Grzegorz Wróblewski: Grzegorz Wróblewski Read more

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 primitive pianos. lookin for a good poetry reading. will be reading at poetry cafe in covent garden in march with a bunch of other poets… 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 Common Ground” “A language / excelling itself to be itself” –Denise Levertov “A Common Ground” ————————– the anti-poetic for the peepsokthere’s beautya drop kick 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 India. Yeah. New book coming soon from Harry’s Arthur Shilling Press. Poetry from 2008. Part Dante in London. Lots of areas in London covered. YEAH!!!! 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 in and i don’t wanna say ithumba wombadry coughs from the radiatorare you feeling fitty?how this then methinkssomebody’s drunk my milkI am not yet the… Read more