34: CHILDREN OF MALLEY II
Sally Malley: Trunk
“I beckon like a lemon, like a feather” ~ Sam Sejavka damn that rose! there you go – alcohol’s typos, elephant trees in boots, the body like a present goes stale in its box i say i am the …
Margie Malley: Fahrenheit 451
good example of good literature cold – very little human touch her house was the opposite of montag’s, full of life montag: state of confusion sense of saying it hasn’t any lenient feelings sense of speaking that if they programme …
Ethelred Malley: Soil: A Nocturne
for my late cousin Ernest A bleat of lambs on Junee’s naïve hills, a kind of white foam in the dark; the clash and slam of locomotive carriages: stubborn cymbals of the Gods or an ordinary torment? Such hyperbolic music, …
Blinkie ‘Bill’ O’Malley: The fête
“When an inner situation is not made conscious, it happens outside, as fate.” – Carl Jung Let me start by saying you are unstable. Eight deaths in eight days. At the home you thought you’d send your mum to. …
Blinky ‘Bill’ O’Malley: F#!* Yeah
“And man shall be just that for the overman: a laughing-stock or a painful embarrassment…” — Nietzsche, Thus Spake Zarathustra At the outset, let me just say this: this poem has Tourette’s — it wanted to be …
Blinky ‘Bill’ O’Malley: Dithyrambs of Dennis
If I had any ambition I’d make you a bouillabaisse in the Provençal in St Marks Square. To create intimacy in the poem, I turn up the volume & this piece conforms to an emergent post-OMGWTFBBQ cast in acrylic in …
Bernie Malley: Blu-ray Morpheus
His metamorphosis contains the very mystery of sleep: the outline of a fluidity, the look, sign, and gesture of evanescence with the charm and virtue of presence – Jean-Luc Nancy a. Technicolour dreaming leads me here again an …
Posted in 34: CHILDREN OF MALLEY II Leave a commentBernie Malley: red eye
inflight enter- tainment guide say “chillax”. glance prehist- oric day dawned corrugated charmed, seams of burn- ished earth ochre deep spindly curve end fabled plinths, white. this new day is witness: trajectory of god s rich, myths eternal gold spun …
Posted in 34: CHILDREN OF MALLEY II 18 CommentsNessy Malley: Antisepticide
like a ghost tippaw then stamp in ‘ope that some malley might ‘ear before grand days of the fishy plastic consciousness saw itself ‘come two smelly boots over the wire print head & me hesitate forever was now where most …
Posted in 34: CHILDREN OF MALLEY II 2 CommentsBlinky ‘Bill O’Malley: Arts & Crafts
“… you can’t have art without resistance in the material.” — William Morris Ah, don’t feel guilty about the GM soy in the baby formula— those activists are arsehats & breastfeeding zealots & it’s unpiloted drones dropping in on …
Blinky ‘Bill O’Malley: Love Story Metabolites
Dear Nuala, oh noes, you’ve left your starting-a-new-life job in the bait’n’ice for that no-hoping armed & dangerous escapee again!? It’ll just lead to headlines: Fantasist poses as playboy & Headless body in topless bar you & …
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top knot (?) bike trajectory wires cut the blue filed somere bunched up others ride wide aberrant onescarse collisions every 30 secs the electricity fizzes m ear m dances the slowest era under the sun bump sunny concrete cracks thoracic …
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