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James Ian Bell

James Ian Bell

About James Ian Bell

James Ian Bell is a Melbourne poet. A collection of his poems, Welcome Abroad, was published in 2010 by Ginninderra Press under the Indigo imprint edited by Alan Gould and Geoff Page. Welcome Abroad is available through the Ginninderra Press web site. “Everyone’s an immigrant in Welcome Abroad, the new collection of transcendental low-fi poetry by James Ian Bell.” Contact James via email.

James is a member of the steering committee for the Hostel for Homeless Art (HoHA). HoHA is an artist-run web site established to curate works of visual art and literature which could not otherwise find an audience. To apply for free accommodation in HoHA artists need only demonstrate that the work is unpublishable by any other means – for example by providing multiple rejection letters from galleries or publishers. Applications for accommodation in HoHA will be accepted in early 2012. Expressions of interest in committee membership are also welcomed in early 2012. Committee members will be appointed for a term of one year. Committee members may not show work in HoHA before, during or after their appointment. HoHA opens its doors on 10/11/12. You can follow developments on the HoHA web site.



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  ///////////// NOW HEAR THIS //////////////////////////////////////////// WE ALL LIVE IN A YELLOW SUBMARINE ///////////////// CERTAIN CREW MEMBERS MOTIVATED BY EXTREMISM AND THE DESIRE FOR PERSONAL GAIN //////// WOULD RATHER IT WERE GREEN ///////////////////////////////// LET ME ASSURE YOU //////// HOWEVER //// …

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Ian Bell: riot

you poked a hole in my chest and hoovered my heart out you burgled me while I was busy blagging you it was a riot sure that hit home like a baton round when you took off when I got …

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Ian Bell: why da was a Elvis impersonator

my da was The King, and don't laugh because it's not funny because I watched that man suffer up like a Lilty at the scrake of dawn his haunting uhuhuh ahoohoo wafted round us getting ready for school we watched …

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