Sister Publication to Poetry Life & Times
Issue of May 2016
PRESS RELEASE. The Poetic Bond V.
Willowdown Books is pleased to announce the poems
A Split Second Later’s Late and The Split
by
Robin Ouzman Hislop
have been chosen for inclusion in the international poetry anthology
THE POETIC BOND V
CELEBRATING FIVE YEARS OF GLOBAL POETRY
ISBN 978-1517783808
Publication Date 21 October 2015
Available from www.thepoeticbond.com and across all AMAZON Channels
Summary Review
The Split “A challenging piece, revealing the debates of Wu Ch Eng En and Chuang Tze, and prompting the reader to research. The tone of philosophical enquiry is well held giving a feeling of profound truth.” Read more...
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DISPLAYS - a collection of poetry by Gary Beck
Unheard Arias
The purple finch and house finch
are unappreciated
by busy city dwellers,
who will never take the time
to listen for a moment
to their melodious song
that would please receptive ears
that are otherwise deafened
by the city commotion. Read more
Also out now by Gary Beck:
Click book image to visit amazon.com to buy this book or read reviews
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Shine on Me. A Poem by Judy Moscowitz.
I’m a reactionary woman
Wearing it in my jiggle
Hidden in the cleavage of my past
Misunderstood flow
Not recognized as 925 Sterling
If you’d shine on me just a little… Read more
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Creator Song by Sara L Russell
PRESS RELEASE – GREY SUN, DARK MOON,
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Posted on April 12, 2016 by Robin Ouzman Hislop
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Robin Marchesi reads
Figuring it out still.
Humpback Nickerbroker.
Slurping on oysters
Rat King grinned
‘The best time to invest – when there’s blood flowing in the streets.’
His face lit like up like a Roman candle
His heart tasted like cherry flava kerosene
Money spawn fisting the kitties
Jim slim tight wads
Bruising the night
With mechanical jizz
Get up offa the couch
And spunk your soul
With the seed of sedition
Or let your tears fold away the dawn
With fuck me now resignation.
Saira Viola ia a best selling crime writer , satirist, song lyricist and creator of innovative lit technique sonic scatterscript. Her work is infused with undercurrents of politics, pop philosophy and black comedy
http://gonzotoday.com/author/saira-viola/
Angel of Peace by Author-Poet Aberjhani
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Creator Song by Sara L Russell
via Hello Poetry
Sara L Russell, 27th Oct 2015, 00:50am
I send you out into the world my dear ones.
Here is light and shade; and I see that it is good.
Here are the waters of life poured forth in shimmering splendour
all for your delight and to nurture your thirst;
behold, here is a paradise of sunlight scattering
diamonds of fire on the ocean,
sunlight filtering through the leaves of tall palms and little olive trees
in splinters of dappled emerald light and shade;
here are dazzling white sands and shady mangroves ... Read more
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PRESS RELEASE – GREY SUN, DARK MOON,
a new collection of poetry by Trevor Maynard
casualty of war tumble down water of the weir rushing to my ear, sixty-three years and fourteen days is enough for a life every night, there is salt on my lips vomit in the sand, blood splattering in the loam bullets strafing, mortars, grenades, noise... Read more
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In Bed. A Poem by Robin Ouzman Hislop.
The homestead El Caserio i Bizkerre lodged upon the wall
has a large gable’s end symmetry, slightly
skew whiff in the canvass that encompasses it. I wonder if
she’s painted herself from within to without ... Read more
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Miriam C Jacobs Reviews All the Babble of the Souk
Posted on April 12, 2016 by Robin Ouzman Hislop
Poet Robin Ouzman Hislop’s first full-length collection, All the Babble of the Souk, is appropriately titled. With a remarkably consistent ear for the market’s noise, for “[t]he broken lights of the bazaar/spangled] with glistening promise/in the eyes of the dusky beggar …” (Laminations in Lacquer ) Hislop’s poems, many of them cinematic-style montages of sounds and images, show us the metaphoric souk of the world, on the beach or in the street, its glitter, its sadness, its ragtag glory:
“pets, flower pots framed captive in a moment
outside the house of the painter, a robot
in chains with an alms bowl”
(“Departures”) ...Read more
Click book image to visit the Amazon page
More Reviews for this book:
Aquillrelle. Press Release. All the Babble of the Souk
Richard Vallance Reviews All the Babble of the Souk
Reviewed by Marie Marshall All the Babble of the Souk
Richard Lloyd Cederberg Reviews All the Babble of the Souk
Adam Levon Brown Reviews All the Babble of the Souk
Further comments and reviews on Motherbird
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Game Ball. A Poem by Miriam C. Jacobs
Above Hukte Ajaw’s court where the air stinks
of rotting flesh and rubber, darkest night of the year,
the sky is potent with cold.
Our astronomers fix the time of sacrifice,
time for the judge’s sharp whistles, the slam
as the ball, stuffed with the brains of the dead,
ricochets against sloping stone.
Once through the ring is all there is. ... Read more
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"Contra". Poetry Against Repression.
Contra, Against. A critical poetry anthology. Coordinadora Anti Represión.
More than 100 poets including Katy Parra Carrillo, Iván Rafael, Robin Hislop, Amparo Perez Arrospide, Siobhan Mac Mahon, Carlos Gorairis, Ana Pérez Cañamares, Tony Martin-Woods, José Daniel Espejo, Cristina Morano, Carlos Egio, Inma Luna and many other great voices committed to social justice. Please help us with the crowd funding by disseminating this post, acquiring the book online through this link or donating... Read more
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Robin Marchesi reads
The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock
by T.S. Eliot
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Figuring it out still.
A Poem by Goirick Brahmachari
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May be, you just wanted me to see some white horses
flying over the silver mountain, on that fateful night,
at old hill, when the moon was heavy
melting onto the yellow mustard, and those apple trees
tasted white like corpse.
May be, you wanted me to accompany you to the seas
for us, to get drowned, in sand, in liquids. ... Read more
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Humpback Nickerbroker.
A Poem by Saira Viola
Rat King grinned
‘The best time to invest – when there’s blood flowing in the streets.’
His face lit like up like a Roman candle
His heart tasted like cherry flava kerosene
Money spawn fisting the kitties
Jim slim tight wads
Bruising the night
With mechanical jizz
Get up offa the couch
And spunk your soul
With the seed of sedition
Or let your tears fold away the dawn
With fuck me now resignation.
Saira Viola ia a best selling crime writer , satirist, song lyricist and creator of innovative lit technique sonic scatterscript. Her work is infused with undercurrents of politics, pop philosophy and black comedy
http://gonzotoday.com/author/saira-viola/
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FEATURED VIDEOS
Angel of Peace by Author-Poet Aberjhani
Break-up Poem: The Recovery Edition by Nordette Adams
Queen of the Selfie: light-hearted chav poem/monologue by Sara L Russell
John Cooper Clarke: "TWAT" (on After Dark, 1982)
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CREDITS
This issue of Poetry Lifetimes was brought to you by Sara L Russell, Editor, and Robin Ouzman Hislop, editor of our sister publication Poetry Life & Times; also poetry from
Hello Poetry and Motherbird.
Hello Poetry and Motherbird.
