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| | TIMOTHY THORNTON's poetry has appeared in the MAYS Anthology 14 (2006), Oxford Poetry 2008, Cambridge Literary Review and Holly White (2009), and in Cannibal Spices and Signals (2010). The Cadfael Forecast is his blog. |
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 | | PESTREGIMENT II.2009
194x124mm, 10pp.
50 copies. OUT OF PRINT
Stress capacity over the fuck of trigger cadence this can't
happen. This can't happen. A chlorine happy ploughman
sinuses to dusty them black scattered in relief, they wink
addenda tick one grit rings boys' eyes pink. Okay prison
songs plastered-orbital past you obviously
songs plastered-orbital past you obviously enough say it
to your face while they obviously can. Cordon remember-
you gathers-home no sweet-briar, no bonfire. Dog fortune
torn off a cheek now sense danger stops you, singing the
pretty-pretty wasp moral, any idea how brave marks it
for now airborne, now call it happened because it did.
"PESTREGIMENT... is spitting and the spit smells beautiful. It contains no lines that I will extract because to do so would be like trying to remove little shards of stained glass from syrup mixed with tar and hair."
Luke Roberts
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 | | Now Vulgate II.2008
ISBN 978 0 9559459 2 2
130x180mm, 12pp.
50 copies. OUT OF PRINT
You know or you should know or you will come to know pretty snicker snack that these are poems that don't rush themselves: fields but also pot-plants where self-abandon and self-assertion are as identical cuts in the language, from the first title 'Scrap, Manifest' to the last line 'for now'. Fenced off areas contain a loved tension that can be frantic if you want it to be, but slow to the nervous point of better, as the poems comprehend the clarity of their own sight: like the Hegelian spirit entrenching inorganic nature into life plus a petrol engine. The muscle of these poems lights up a yoking of 'Is it enough?', 'What is enough?', and 'Of course it's enough'; then prompts the electric response: 'More than good stuff'. JSS
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