Why I always fancy the bassist by TheObviousChild, literature
Why I always fancy the bassist
This poem has been temporarily removed in order to be submitted to a kick-ass anthology on the theme of rock 'n' roll. If it doesn't make the cut, it'll be back soon.
from a Table of Contents
Why I am not a Buddhist:
The shipfitter's wife.
The apprentice.
The fired pot.
The Huron.
Interrogation:
Alex, Tiffany, Meg.
The insusceptibles.
The second husband.
Couplings.
The Did-You-Come-Yets of the Western World.
Famous first words. by TheObviousChild, literature
Famous first words.
from seven poets' Indices of First Lines
i.
white day, black river
white suffused with red
why do I write today?
with the boys busy.
ii.
No, I do not wish my hair to go grey
No, it is not in heaven that we find the dry
No, really you can't go back
None is the same as another.
iii.
You brilliant Jew
You do not seem to realise that beauty is a liability
You make me think of many men
Your face is a gospel, to read now and again.
iv.
I Say I Say I Say
Incredible
It aint what you do, it's what it does to you
I've made out a will; I'm leaving myself.
v.
A living room, the Catholic area
A shilling life will give you all the f
Why I always fancy the bassist by TheObviousChild, literature
Why I always fancy the bassist
This poem has been temporarily removed in order to be submitted to a kick-ass anthology on the theme of rock 'n' roll. If it doesn't make the cut, it'll be back soon.
Famous first words. by TheObviousChild, literature
Famous first words.
from seven poets' Indices of First Lines
i.
white day, black river
white suffused with red
why do I write today?
with the boys busy.
ii.
No, I do not wish my hair to go grey
No, it is not in heaven that we find the dry
No, really you can't go back
None is the same as another.
iii.
You brilliant Jew
You do not seem to realise that beauty is a liability
You make me think of many men
Your face is a gospel, to read now and again.
iv.
I Say I Say I Say
Incredible
It aint what you do, it's what it does to you
I've made out a will; I'm leaving myself.
v.
A living room, the Catholic area
A shilling life will give you all the f
Some people say the sky is just the sky by TheObviousChild, journal
Some people say the sky is just the sky
High time for an update, methinks!
Over Easter I was in Amsterdam and Utrecht, performing as part of the inaugural City2Cities literary festival. The festival takes three European cities and "twins" them (or should that be "triplets" them?), and this year the three were Utrecht, Stockholm and Edinburgh. I was asked to be the official Edinburgh poet, and I was really proud to represent my city at the festival. I worked on translations, performed heaps of times, met loads of truly brilliant poets and was paid for the priviledge (and put up in free, gorgeous accomodation, no less!). Was I dreaming...? It was an amazing time. And I now wan
a voice that talks directly by TheObviousChild, journal
a voice that talks directly
Hello, today is my birthday!
Good birthday presents:
:heart: Having your Boy announce that you MUST open your presents RIGHT NOW, at 6.30pm the day before your birthday... because he can't wait any longer to give them to you!
:heart: Being seranaded with 'Happy Birthday' in several different keys (!!) by a class of hyperactive 16 year old Engineering students.
:heart: Huge Galaxy chocolate bars being reduced to a £1 each in the store next to your workplace.
:heart: A beautiful day outside.
:heart: All your marking done by 3pm
:heart: Seeing your poem published in the Scottish Poetry Library's "Best Scottish Poems of the Year" anth
In all the time I've been a member, active or inactive, I've so often come back to your gallery. Just wanted to drop by and let you know how appreciated you are.
I simply adore your writtings, Milady. however I am not really authorised and I have no any qualifications nor rights to judge any art, being complete amateur and just aprecciator of beauty. apologize for my poor English