Category Archives: Poetry

Anything that is, pretends to be or deals with poetry.

The WTF poem

“WTF – I wonder how that is pronounced…” “Not that easy to say, it being Proto-Srpko-Pannonian. Not at all what you would guess from the spelling. Probably sounded like hwiss, the final f generally being mute for all we know.” … Continue reading

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De profundis

I always have moments of insight of enormous profundity, and they frequently occur in very ordinary places, like a supermarket, doctor’s office, parking lot. Yes, particularly in parking lots. – James Steerforth (© 2015) It’s National Poetry Month, and today’s … Continue reading

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How I became a junkie

I bought a ticket for the Nova Express, a ticket that later exploded, leaving me with neither ticket nor ride. A little later I had a naked lunch and was arrested for it. Much more junk happened to me, more … Continue reading

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Dear sensible reader,

have you come across poetry that is gratuitous and show-offy? That is camouflaging, experimental to a kind of insane degree? The difficulty of which really ignores the possibility of having a sensible reader? I have. Or have I? I’ve quite … Continue reading

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Sunday morning

For S. A tidal sound wave of the Italian airforce flying formations woke us at eight forty-five today The office is as messy as usual, its effect on my writing and other parameters yet to be examined as to creative … Continue reading

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The phantom of love

I cling to that soft murmur, the murmur in my heart, reverberation of your words I cling to your decision taken I cling to your words They say what’s in your heart That’s what you say I cling to that … Continue reading

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Burnt Norton

One of those old British mobikes found by the cops in a ditch in Talloula County, 12 miles from Eliot Burnt beyond recognition, license plate removed, ID filed off Shall probably remain a mystery forever – James Steerforth (© 2012) … Continue reading

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