Poetry is pouring from every pore. Here’s another
More bad news; the world
wants our money
it wants it here, and it wants it now
– that’s the end
of the news.
Incidentally, there’s a reference there to “Withnail and I” the excellent film with Richard E Grant and Paul McGann www.amazon.co.uk/review/R2G4XPVC6OXN6S
In this scene, Richard E Grant corpses so badly that in the end they just keep it in. (Incidentally, I find the “death” imagery in comedy interesting – eg “I died”, “I killed them” etc.)
I’m working on another poem called, “On Not Being Published”. It’s not fit to be seen yet, but when it’s thrown a few clothes on and brushed its teeth, I’ll give you a glimpse.
Discouraging event this morning – I received a comment from someone about the blog which I thought was genuine but which turned out to be spam.
There is a circle of hell reserved exclusively for spammers.
Per me si va tra la citta dolente
per me si va tra la perduta gente
Dante is awesome