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Gerard & Joan
I have a friend called Joan who likes drawing on herself It is an odd occupation But she enjoys this recreation We visited the Lido Gerard last week and I noted That she had written the following on her thigh LE THÉÂTRE EST UNE PROBLEME SOCIAL COMME TOUTES LES QUESTIONS ARTISTIQUES I asked […]
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The Garden That I Love
You are as nice as your house I am homeless What are you reading Madonna’s Child by Alfred Austin Who is Alfred Austin Was Who was Alfred Austin An English poet who was the Poet Laureate for a number of years My Great-Grandfather knew him well Alfred Austin fell asleep on the 2nd of June […]
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Dialogue Free
Personally I like life You seduce people without realising it Is that a virtue or should I be ashamed of it In friendship I found something that’s missing in love I expect nothing from life Are you crying No Do not cry Beauty always makes me cry Poetry is resistance I do not agree with you […]
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Dialogue Eric
Personally I like life when it is most like a novel I am alone and I need to love We need nature not the other way around She likes vegetables I prefer fruits from Southern France Let me taste Your lips I adore ruby lipstick It is […]
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Decembre
No one slept last night No one ? Even people who went to bed Sorry, but how do you know that? Because of the full moon As it happens, its full tonight It keeps people like us awake Without the moon the world is nothing I would […]
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Missing You Jeanne
About a year ago you came to my flat blind drunk And vomited on my carpet I cleaned your mess up almost immediately And therein lay my problem For I tried too hard with a more than savage detergent And it left a pale stain on the carpet It is not your vom That is […]
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Diary Julie Three of Three
My poems are better read in the open air So please do so without delay Or you will be banned from reading them at all I have returned from my college On my brand new pink bicycle Whilst I was there the title of Whitman’s Leaves of Grass Was explained to me It seems that […]
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Worthy Letters of Note
Of late I have been touting my literary archive around some of the worlds most prestigious universities Most of them have told me to fuck off as my archive is of no interest to them They tell me that I have more chance of walking on the moon Than becoming a poet This has upset […]
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Diary Julie Two of Three
Julie wrote the poem Family of Colours which was attributed to me She wrote the poem in French but her grip of the language is lighter than mine Julie also used the pen name Agnes Denis Agnes Denis does not exist I suppose I should correct myself here as there are likely to be a […]
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Diary Julie One of Three
I hoover whilst wearing my boiler suit I clean the bathroom in the nude I garden in my battered dungarees And am a great fan of wholesome food