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Particularly today one is reminded that the United States is the only country to have actually USED nuclear weapons; twice : and in one case against a completely civilian population in a city of no military significance.


A View

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All that one’s head can see from so far up one’s own arse.

Wovon man nicht sprechen kann, darüber muss man schweigen

What is unspeakable, must remain Soylent.

The Wearing Away Of The Green

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A lung infection has kept me inactive for some days. This morning feels easier, but sleep past 4 a.m. is still impossible, so after a quick search online to see which if any of our newspapers of record had deigned to notice Lee Harwood’s death ten days after the event; none, I made coffee and drank it in the dawn light while reading (with pleasure) first
(trigger warning: contain thoughts, ideas and opinions of someone else):
The Dream-God, by John Cuningham 1873
and then
Night Work
(the latter via the excellent Futility Closet).
Now sunlight is passing through the coleus and hot pepper leaves behind me and I’m happy to have spent some time in the OED with fane and murex.


Lee Harwood

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An email from Andrew Robinson, and a confirmation from Robert Sheppard, that Lee died at 12.10pm on July 26th.

Travers Rafe Lee Harwood
Born, Leicester June 6th.1939 : Died, Hove, July 26th.2015

Too many memories. Poet and worker.

Happier Times: Lee, Gunnar Harding, me.
Colchester, around Christmastime 1968

Extracted from An Interview with Andy Brown

Andy Brown: Another theme that goes across your work is ‘decay’. Air Clamps even invokes decay: ‘And decay gradually eats at the structures… we hope’. What is all this decay about?
Lee Harwood: I’m not so sure what I meant by ‘decay’ in some of the earlier poems, but I do know that in the later poems, such as Air Clamps, it’s about being relieved; finding a pleasure in knowing that nothing is there forever. In that poem, the fancy building is going to fall down. All this grandeur has got its comeuppance eventually. There’s one other poem in Take a Card, Any Card, called Ikon, which ends up with an image of faded angels and an evolving mollusc. Creatures are continually evolving. We’re just a passing thing. There’s a marvelous book called The Earth: an Intimate History – these strata and the Earth’s crust are continually moving and changing and shunting around – and the author, Richard Fortey, says: ‘Mankind is no more than a parasitic tick, gorging himself on temporary plenty, while the seas are low and the climate comparatively clement. The present arrangement of land and sea will change, and with it our brief supremacy’. That thing about change; it’s a chastening thing for human arrogance. But it also means that, sometimes, one might feel that everything’s a total mess, but a couple of days later it will have all shifted.

Enitharmon Press note

The Guardian obituary, by Peter Robinson

The Argus, Brighton, obituary

Poetry Archive


Another Name Added To Our Time Wanderers.

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Kenneth Lee Irby

Born, Bowie, Texas November 18th 1936 : Died, Lawrence, Kansas July 30th 2015

A sad 4 a.m. drinking coffee, to get word from Steve Dickison of the death of Ken Irby, a poet whose presence seemed fixed. Whenever he lit in my memory the same two dominoes would flip, before else other. It’s late ’71 or early ’72, winter light and snow. Ted Greenwald, David Ball (and at one point Aram Saroyan) and I are driving with Harvey Brown from NYC to Franconia, NH to read. Bob Grenier is teaching up there. The story of that epic trip can only be properly told by Ted; but Ken was teaching at Tufts and he generously put us all up overnight. Going through his record collection he played us only Tibetan music and chants. That was my first meeting (other than by correspondence) with Ken. In an armchair with much Olson to hand. Drones, gongs, snow. Which tilts the second domino. Kent, Ohio, a little later in the 70s. We’re staying with the Dorns in their rented house. Ken comes by. Hilarity, drink, drugs. A fierce storm dumps feet of loose snow. For a forgotten reason I drive off towards the turnpike, heading back towards Bowling Green: and skid into a snowdrift. No cellphones in those days, but some hypersense after a couple of frozen hours brings Ken and Ed in a pick-up. I see this almost lion-head in silhouette as snow and ice are scraped from the windshield. Then more random memories flame up. I last saw Ken in Lawrence, where he’d returned to look after his mother, more than a decade ago. And I always thought he’d be there if I ever went back. I suppose he will.

Here’s a link to Steve Dickison’s morning message

Jacket has Irby material here and here.


Old Times

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Just remembering Peter Gilpin on his birthday.

Some traces.



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Mood Indigo Duke Ellington Black, Brown & Beige
Finnegan’s Wake read by Jim Norton with Marcella Riordan
The Old Triangle Dominic Behan Major Minor
The Very Heart of Things Peter Brotzmann Munster Bern
Me Gadmovcurav Zgvas Irakli Charkviani
The Sea Around Us The Dubliners Finnegan Wakes
Finnegan’s Wake read by Jim Norton with Marcella Riordan
Satin Doll Sun Ra Duke Ellington’s Sound of Space

Direct download: novale.mp3



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you all for such cheerful birthday greetings: it’s been a good day.

Older, and even less wise,



Falling Through

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Variaciones Ornamentales, by Ronald Kay. Ediciones Universidad Diego Portales, Chile.
Poesía Reunida, by César Vallejo (Edited by Kurt Folch). Ediciones Universidad Diego Portales, Chile.
Temporal, by Nicanor Parra. Ediciones Universidad Diego Portales, Chile.
Eastward Ho!– The Saga of Vitus Bering, by Jennifer Dunbar Dorn. EARTH OF THE PARALLEL BREAD/Lost & Found
Apuntes Autobiogáficos y Algunas Poemas, by Robert Lowell (translated by Sergio Coddou). Ediciones Universidad Diego Portales, Chile.
Swimming Home, by Vincent Katz. Nightboat


Totally Locally

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This past week:

The Assasin: Association of Musical Marxists Reader, Ed. Michael Tercer & Andy Wilson. Ukant Press
Ten Laws, by Jow Lindsay. The Greenhouse, Chapel Street, Cork. Apparently hors commerce but a note to might inform.
Little Apples of Gower, by Iain Sinclair. Little Toller
The Xipehuz, by J.-H.Rozny. Atlas Press hors commerce
Theory of the Great Game, by René Daumal, Roger Gilbert-Lecomte and others. Atlas Press
A Short History of Decay, by E.M.Cioran. Penguin Classics
Strange House, by Samantha Walton. SadPress (this is not yet listed on the SadPress site; but it’s well worth a visit)

The gin, the chocolates, the flowers were gifts from four visitors (Trevor Joyce, Jimmy Cummins, Keith Tuma and Fergal Gaynor) who arrived after the Cork SoundEye Poetry Festival. Drink was taken. There are a few photographs here. Thank you gentlemen for some excellent hours. For an opposite view see here.

Shortly before, our old friends (50+ years) David and Nicole Ball were in town for a few days

For a year and a half or so, tucked away in a corner of a parking lot adjacent to a nearby church has been the Lickle More Caribbean Kitchen stall. Goat Curry, and Jamaican patties were my favourites.
Since leaving hospital I haven’t been able to walk far, so I was pissed off to see this happen some days ago:
but a mass of local people turned out to help repair and repaint and all is back to normal. Yesterday delicious salt fish and ackee was my pleasure.

Finally, a sort of proof that I am sometimes upright:


Kerouac Typescript Letter

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from BuzzFeed Books.
Thanks to Dave Cook


Piketty on Greece

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pdf here

Interviewed by die zeit

Mr. Schalliol’s English translation is no longer available as die zeit is using copyright as a restriction. This is retrieved from the cache.


A Message For Nipper

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+click for pdf


All To Me

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Around This Week

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Myths of Male Dominance, by Eleanor Burke Leacock  This edition long o.o.p

Cry for a Nickel, Die for a Dime, by Woody Haut   Concorde Press

Tip Regard, by Allen Fisher   Spanner Press (not yet listed)

For Bill, ANYTHING, a festschrift for Bill Berkson by Various   Pressed Wafer

Words Out of Time, by Robert Sheppard   KniveForksandSpoons Press

The Deeper Genome, by John Parrington   Oxford University Press

The Subprimes, by Karl Taro Greenfeld   Harper Collins

L’Underground a Préaux-du-Perche   More than 70pp black & white & colour of much interesting ephemera, letters, postcards, interviews and photographs. Published on the occasion of the exhibition Piero Heliczer aux Bains-Douches, Alençon, France, June 19th to September 22nd 2015 . More information, and how to order here.

Unflattening, by Nick Sousanis   Harvard University Press

Are Poets At A Taste Opera?, by David Benedetti   Noose Soon press, New Mexico. Enquire of the author at

The Drone Eats With Me, by Atef Abu Saif   Comma Press

London Overground, by Iain Sinclair   Hamish Hamilton


Old and New

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A few early morning shots of the decaying West Pier and the ever-growing


For Your Summer Browsing Pleasure

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click for pdf

Under Down Arguments

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Another Anniversary Today

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Summer Solstice

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In My Room

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images reclaimed from
a fragment of text from same source
I dont pretend to understand why jews do what they do. They are enigma.
who added the Sig Sauer light?
(lead from here.)



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Fkn Dead Flying Lotus You’re Dead
South Carolina Rag (Take 1) Willie Walker Rough Guide to East Coast Blues
Wesley’s Theory Kendrick Lamar To Pimp A Butterfly
The Next Step Kamasi Washington The Epic
Blues for Aida Cristian Calcagnile Giancarlo Locatelli private recording
Intuition Lennie Tristano & Buddy DeFranco Cool & Quiet
After Words Willie Rodriguez Flatjacks

Direct Download: scrap.mp3


Beside the Seaside

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This is my south-western limit.
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Up In The Old Hotel, by Joseph Mitchell. Vintage Classics
For British Workers: Versions of Vladimir Mayakovsky (and others), by Harry Gilonis. Barque Press 2015
(though not yet listed on the Barque Press site, the book seems to be available here.)
The Penguin Book of Latin American Verse, edited by E. Caracciolo-Trejo. Penguin Books 1971 (long OOP)
Sonnets no author listed
My Ears Are Bent, by Joseph Mitchell. Penguin / Random House.
Arrays, by Ian Heames. Face Press, Cambridge 2015.
for Arrays, and for Sonnets (above), see my note here.



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A week ago I should have been in Lana (Südtirol) to receive the N.C. Kaser-Lyrikpreis. My life is so changed within the past year that any travel more than the immediately local on foot with stick or by bus or car is impossible. Kindly, Tom Leonard spoke and read for me; and Ulf Stolterfoht read some of his German translations. Sadly I cannot yet put names to the faces of the local poets, musicians, artists (including Maria C. Hilber, Louis Schropp, Gerd Sulzenbacher, Matthias Vieider und Jörg Zemmler) who took part; but I thank them and Tom and Ulf for their generosity, and apologise for being unable to be with them.
Tom Leonard and Ulf Stolterfoht.
Big Brother


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photo © john sarsgard

died June 15th.2015
New York City

Here is a note by Simon Pettet


Animals, Plants, Food, Drink

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So Long

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photo by jimmy katz
There’s a pdf of the Coleman/Derrida interview here

Some More And One Again

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Collected Poems, by Michael Gizzi. The Figures (available from SPD)

The Major Works, by Sir Thomas Browne. Penguin Classics

This Fatal Looking Glass, by Martin Corless-Smith. SplitLevel Textx

Zibaldone: The Notebooks of Leopardi, by Giacomo Leopardi. Penguin Books

Later Lately, by Ted Greenwald. Cuneiform Press (hors commerce)

Courses Matter-Woven, by John Wilkinson. Equipage, Cambridge

The Utopia of Rules, by David Graeber. Melville House

El Ombú, by W.H.Hudson. Rescript Books

A Tablet Poem, by Franck André Jamme
4 Sandwiches for Ben, by Luke Allen
eight lines, by Thomas A. Clark
(all from Sine Wave Peak)

The Poems of Sulpicia, translated by John Heath-Stubbs. Hearing Eye (long OOP.)

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