Now Even Now. Audio Textual Poem by Robin Ouzman Hislop


 
now even now
it’s like a ghost town now
& O the distant hills
 
are a more ghostly blue
than before
 
now even a few stray locals
come & go stranger even now
than they were before &

O the dear police cars patrol
with speakers are more ghostly too
 
& through my bedroom window
the gable ended stone house wall
grows evermore iconic faces
 
than before — even now
as daily the days flock by
more than before — now even now
 
strange fruit in the wet market
a vampire kiss
human blood — human meat
 
but save the economy not the ecology
surveillance – surveillance – surveillance
 
monitor our sick brains
& bury the remains in silicon valley
until hyssops burst through
 
the green embedded
fissures of our padded cells
& the pavements crack beneath
 
save the insects — death to pesticide
save the world with clay balls
like caryatides we bear alms to our own epitaphs
 
the hours of the street endure their empathy
with landscapes ordered from the abettoir
cockroach traffic cockroach computers
 
user friendly – amplify & invade = degrade
habitats – “exotic wildlife threatens humans”
population growth summons armament
 
 

 
 
 
 

Robin Ouzman Hislop is Editor of Poetry Life and Times ; his publications include
 
All the Babble of the Souk , Cartoon Molecules and Next Arrivals, collected poems, and the recently published Moon Selected Audio Textual Poems, as well as translation of Guadalupe Grande´s La llave de niebla, as Key of Mist and the recently published Tesserae , a translation of Carmen Crespo´s Teselas.
 
You may visit Aquillrelle.com/Author Robin Ouzman Hislop about author. See Robin performing his work Performance (University of Leeds)

Reducto Anagramatico Sunday Afternoon 1915 Wallace Stevens. Poem Excerpt from Moon Selected Audio Textual Poems by Robin Ouzman Hislop

http://www.aquillrelle.com/authorrobin.htm
 

 

 
reducto anagramatico sunday afternoon 1915 wallace stevens
 
come give balm to the gusty grieving
nights to hush day green the seas
for her dark oranges bloom an
 
indifferent inhuman evening
of cherished comfort and wings
like wide complacencies
 
but next moves in mythy gat motions
among any hind’s heaven or paradise
& cries cause the sun’s littering
 
our afterwards river sky relinquish
the mountains and whistle in her porch
death still the imperishable inescapable
 
for receding boughs to wear sleeplessly
the sun colours to hang of sky bosom
serafin plum the perfect rivers the hills
 
the lay sky paths that live impassioned
upon grass phrases in extended cries over
her peignoir and coffee upon blood calm
 
 
 
 
Robin Ouzman Hislop is on line Editor at Poetry Life & Times at Artvilla.com. His numerous appearances include Cold Mountain Review (Appalachian University, N.Carolina), The Honest Ulsterman, Cratera No 3 and Aquillrelle’s Best. His publications are collected poems All the Babble of the Souk, Cartoon Molecules, Next Arrivals & Moon Selected Audio Textual Poems and translations from Spanish of poems by Guadalupe Grande Key of Mist and Carmen Crespo Tesserae (the award winning XIII Premio César Simón De Poesía). In November 2017 these works were presented in a live performance at The International Writer’s Conference hosted by the University of Leeds, UK. A forthcoming publication of collected poems Off the Menu is expected in 2020.