Monday, 27 September 2010
Good ol' George......First bit of 'positive' news from the IMF and he hits the headlines. 'Crap' news would have been deflected by his Lib Dem Coalition dogsbodies. What a total tosser you are George.
And the IMF are no better, slimily coming to the aid of their capitalist brothers. Where were they when their banker mates were bringing this country to its knees? Dicks.
Thursday, 23 September 2010
Tuesday, 21 September 2010
Tay Bridge by Douglas Dunn
A sky that tastes of rain that’s still to fall
And then of rain that falls and tastes of sky…
The colour of the country’s moist and subtle
In dusk’s expected rumour. Amplify
All you can see this evening and the broad
Water enlarges, Dundee slips by an age
Into its land before the lights come on.
Pale, mystic lamps lean on the river-road
Bleaching the city’s lunar after-image,
And there’s the moon, and there’s the setting sun.
The rail bridge melts in a dramatic haze.
Slow visibility – a long train floats
Through a stopped shower’s narrow waterways
Above rose-coloured river, dappled motes
In the eye and the narrow piers half-real
Until a cloud somewhere far in the west
Mixes its inks and draws iron and stone
In epic outlines, black and literal.
Now it is simple, weathered, plain, immodest
In waterlight and late hill-hidden sun
High water adds freshwater-filtered salt
To the aquatic mirrors, a thin spice
That sharpens light on Middle Bank, a lilt
In the reflected moon’s analysis.
Mud’s sieved and rained from pewter into gold
Conjectural infinity’s outdone
By engineering, light and hydrous fact,
A waterfront that rises fold by fold
Into the stars beyond the last of stone,
A city’s elements, local, exact.
Sunday, 19 September 2010
One of two poems created by the fictional poet John Lillison, 'England's greatest one-armed poet'.
O pointy birds,
O pointy pointy.
Anoint my head,
The other poem is the equally stunning In Dillan's Grove.
In Dillan's Grove my love did die,
and now in ground shall ever lie.
None could ever replace her visage,
until your face brought thoughts of kissage.