Category Archives: THE ATIST’S SKETCHBOOK .. .

INSIDE DANTÉ’S PUNCHBOWL .. .

.. inside Danté’s punchbowl .. . . .. Danté by the lemon skip with stencil letters 30 high full of articles of life dead microwave drained two bags dried cement a couch, a mattress an old wooden chair spilled of … Continue reading

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DEEP SNOW .. .

deep snow .. . .. in those days when the condensation ran down the inside of the window there was a silent chill which permeates the air a sullen atmosphere that held its echo stillness as a blanket the bark … Continue reading

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DOGDYKE .. .

.. . dogdyke .. . .. Over swollen fields at eventide bare, misted clouds roll defiant where morning dawn obscures a murder of crows less affluent the shotgun’s fervent warning more than bucks should heed purple in the air turned … Continue reading

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DEAD END STREET .. .

dead end street .. . There’s a crack up in the ceiling     and the kitchen sink is leaking’                                         … Continue reading

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ANTECEDENT MEME-LIKE GHOSTS ! .. .

antecedent meme-like ghosts ! .. . A TRIBUTE TO ROBERT JOHNSON do not stand too long at your delta crossroads or gaze beyond that vast insomnimaniacal river where auburn sun still lies dying in the dirt cursed day that black … Continue reading

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HOWL LOUDER .. .

howl louder .. . hands that are tied hold faces    traces of love shed from caverns sinews wrenched, borrowed shoes    pale and bruised, whitest lilly petals teasel spikes, black hole shapes    silhouetted on barbed wire brambles the … Continue reading

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GUERNICA .. .

Guernica after Picasso Guernica grey blood shivers runs through my veins where are the brothers of your tortured canvas wiped with a paint-rag to your Spanish bull like an ass wipe of Richthofen’s bombers greeted only by mothers, lovers their … Continue reading

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THE SHRUNKEN PAPS of BUDHA

The Shrunken Paps of Buddha .. . I lay the cobalt lanes stoney  dusted grey-ink and pink      ultramarined, wet-on-wet, carmined       and speckled snowy Tracing ketch shapes standing  pencilled against a warm wind   of deep, … Continue reading

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THE EAST FEN PLAINS WHERE WANDERS MY LONELY HEART .. .

the east fen plains where wanders my lonely heart .. . …   …   … The exhalation of a longish dream where I am happywhere greylag geese arrive each day honking where each night the sun settles on the … Continue reading

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A SKETCH OF HOMEY COTTAGE .. .

SKETCH OF HOMEY COTTAGE .. .   .. .. A white stripe daubed across, broken up from left eye to right there is the cottage . The subject, a lemon cheesecakewith a loganberry three-corner hat . Like a coulé sauce … Continue reading

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