AT XING THE LINE. LONDON. 8TH OCTOBER 2014. A bit of flarf poetry. Of course part of the larger nomadic surrealist project as well. RIDES IS AVAILABLE FROM BLART BOOKS AND AMAZON: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Rides-Marcus-Slease/dp/1291923381/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1412958522&sr=8-1&keywords=rides+marcus+slease
READING FROM NEW BOOK RIDES IN MY FLAT IN EAST LONDON DOCKLANDS: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=obmm3xjknAc “There is only seeing and, in order to go to see, one must be a pirate” There are mashups with train rides forwards and backwards all around the U.K. Rides is part of my nomadic surrealist project.
The end of week is coming fast. It has been my spring break. I got an HIV test (negative), some blood tests for all sorts of goodies (awaiting), vision test (and a new pair of glasses coming in two weeks), 20 new poems (and revisions). So a health check and
Ron Padgett, like so many great NY School poets, is also a fantastic translator. I love his translations of French poetry. They are so fluid and contemporary. I especially love his translations of Apollinaire and Blaise Cendrars. Blaise Cendrars’ Complete Poems is one of my favourite collections of poetry ever. He is
It is the 28th March. The weather, of course, is mostly overcast. But I am mostly inside so that’s OK. I spend over two hours everyday on trains, commuting to work. Sometimes teaching at two different campuses at different parts of London. So reading, well, it is a form of
I just received Joe Brainard’s I Remember in the post today. I am sure many folks have read it. I am late to the game. It is a classic of conceptualism and NY School Poetry. I am sure the French writers have already been influenced by it. It seems NY