The Prelude.

[luka]

i privelege the unconscious to quote an email to a young poet i wrote today eg

internal rhymes and other nifty sound effects always crop up gratifyingly when you write at speed (if youre on form)
it's one reason why i put more faith in unconscious process than an attempt to consciously control everything
the effects i get when im in semi trance are way more sophisticated and pretty than if i deliberately try to create them

 

[Benny Bunter]

@luka @Benny Bunter @jenks can you help an ignorant lad who is learning about the age of adventure and still trying to figure out what exactly a poet is all about

How should I know?

You should read the prelude though, or at least the first couple of books, it's great.

 

[luka]

tapping into something larger, wiser and more ancient than i am is my idea of poetry and that is probably a romantic notion

 

[luka]

im not convinced you can do it with intellect you have to be mouthpiece for logos. you cant make it up, as i always say to edmund

 

[luka]

but the idea is older and present in the idea of oracles etc

 

[sus]

i privelege the unconscious to quote an email to a young poet i wrote today eg

internal rhymes and other nifty sound effects always crop up gratifyingly when you write at speed (if youre on form)
it's one reason why i put more faith in unconscious process than an attempt to consciously control everything
the effects i get when im in semi trance are way more sophisticated and pretty than if i deliberately try to create them

How do you get into these trance states?

 

[luka]

I was invisible then,
passing unseen along inward-looking streets,
under the high, gaunt trees, stripped of leaf.
Dark bark gleaming with rain damp.
And the grey slates of the rooves-
gleaming with rain damp.
Wet wing of the Cormorant.
Inland now and fishing the canals
Black shapes swallowed by water,
ripples radiating around an absence.
Sky of forgiving grey.
Blocks of muted colour. Clouds low in the sky.
Haphazard arrangement of material and form,
planes
of brick and pebbledash
boundaries
of courragated iron and barbed wire.
Lichen on roof tiles.
Slow rivers of mud;
Industrial Effluent.
Tyres.
Shopping Trollies,
a landscape of light-industry, derelict warehouses,
rat warrens, buddliea bushes, gregarious birds.
The low marshland of the East.
Roads follow river
east to estuary,
The Wind is salty, carries
sea-birds with it, flapping
and squawking.
I uncovered gardens of wild weed and flower behind churches and railway tracks.
Alongside indolent rivers and neglected canals.
Gardens of brick and rubble.
Rust gardens. Knots of metal.
Dandelion and Crab apple,
bindweed and hawthorn.
Gravestones take root
in the shadow of Yew trees,
Flower Sporadically,

wonderful

 

[luka]

How do you get into these trance states?

dunno.

 

[sus]

Fasting. Sleep deprivation. Narcotics. Meditation. Automatic writing.

 

[sus]

answering my own questions

 

[luka]

for me its just absorbtion primarlily i would say

 

[catalog]

in the shadow of Yew trees

 

[Benny Bunter]

Gall of goat and slips of yew

 

[luka]

Operation Yewtree was a British police investigation into sexual abuse allegations, predominantly the abuse of children, against the English media personality Jimmy Savile and others. The investigation, led by the Metropolitan Police (Met), started in October 2012. After a period of assessment, it became a full criminal investigation, involving inquiries into living people, notably other celebrities,[1] as well as Savile, who had died the previous year.

 

[sus]

Jew trees: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tree_of_life_(Kabbalah)

 

[sus]

 

[sus]

Good tag work from version

 

[ver$hy ver$h]

Good tag work from version

I didn't do any of them. I don't think I've even posted in this thread.

 

[Benny Bunter]

I'm the only person here who's actually read the whole thing

 

[ver$hy ver$h]

I haven't even read the prelude.