Thursday 29 March 2007

Interesting Facts About The Poets #3

Alison Dunne's poem'How To Build A Father', cunningly retitled 'How To Build A Man' was nominated for the Pushcart Prize in 2003.

When she discovered what the Pushcart Prize was she felt delighted.

Now the poem is the subject of a blog competition.

Wednesday 28 March 2007

Fanagrams

#1 Eleanor Rigby

A lonely girl lays alone
in an ebony bier.
No George or Ringo
linger near.


#2 Leonard Cohen

A Canada Donne
honed a coded chord
and anchored an ache.


#3 Marilyn Monroe

A neon memory:
Rimmel eye liner,
nylon élan;
a Romeo enroller
(amor on amyl),
lay in a lonely room.
A Miller memoir -
no Norma anymore.


#4 Charles Bukowski

Sick lecher or slick hero?
No rosebush -
he howls, wails, sulks.

Alehouse brawler;
whore abuser who wrecks Buicks.

Raw oral shocker - he swears,
bickers, bawls.

Biro-sucker slouch:
cruel, bleak, crass.

A halo-hacker:
his work kicks ass.


Eddie Gibbons

Interesting Facts About The Poets #2

Eddie Gibbons works as a Subsea Designer
in the Oil Biz. He uses AutoCAD to design
Downhole Tools which incorporate
Slick Joints, Space Out Subs, Ball,
Flapper and Bleed Off Valves.
The Downhole Tools fit in a BOP Stack.
All the parts need a FAT Certificate.

Tuesday 27 March 2007

Time and Again

thi cloak
oan thi waw
sesitz timety

get thi bairnz reddy
get thi hoos tidy
get thi messijis in
get thi tee oan
get inty bed
an gee um hiz conjuggles

thur wizza time when
I

naw thur wizny


Alison Flett

Monday 26 March 2007

David Morley's Boots

The Poet is wearing Doc Martens.
You are wearing Doc Martens - from eBay.
The Poet is an academic.
You are not an academic but have 2 A levels.
The poet has at least 2 A levels for
he runs the Creative Writing Dept.
of a respected university.
You run an old Peugeot.
The Poet may have a bike.
The poet definitely has a wife.
You do not have a wife - you
are not married at all.
The Poet's got a nice suit -
a good weight shirt - white - no tie.
His Doc Martens look like he bought them new
not from a woman in Pwhllheli
the unofficial capital of the Lyn Peninsula
who described them as 'gently worn'.

Alison Dunne

(who recently attended a workshop run by David Morley.)

Interesting Facts About The Poets # 1

Alison Flett was the winner of the Hi Arts Hogmanay short story 2006.

Alison's story explores 'the horror and fear of domestic violence and isolation and is a vivid, sometimes shocking contemporary take on the notion of the 'ghost story'.'

You can read it too. If you dare ...

Friday 23 March 2007

Hugh Reed Without His Underpants


The upstart singer of the now-defunct Glasgow Skiffle Group, Hugh Reed and the Velvet Underpants has once again tried to upstage me! On hearing that I was forming a new boygirl poetry band he went on a recruitment drive to enlist unsuspecting young ladies into his new Glasgow Piffle Group, Hugh Reed and the Touching the Velvet Underpants. Nice try, Hugh, la - but I bet they think a villanelle is a gangsters moll!


Legal Notice

In keeping with Ms Lucy Ellmann,
Ms Alison Flett is currently a broad.

- Messrs Strombo, Shotty & Minger
Procurators Fiscal.

Thursday 22 March 2007

A Serious Poem About Art...








Frames

He met her
at the Art Gallery.

Made eyes at her
across a Caravaggio.

Saw her framed
against a Miro.

Watched her glide along
an avenue of Monets.

She saw him standing

like a prick
between two Pollocks.


Eddie Gibbons

(Ignores the whining post below)

Statement

Alison Dunne would like to scotch the rumour that the people who write most about sex are the ones who aren't getting any.

But she can't.

Poem in Absentia...

Respecting Literature in Schools

thur books
ur offy
hardty reed

thay hate yi
ti brake
thi spine

if thay catch yi
thay pool it
ooty yir hanz
an hammur thi hard ej
doon oan yir heed

yi hufty sit strate
wi it oapin
nae mair than 30 digreez
peerin inty thi shaddy
it thi sentir
trine tay make oot
whit it sayz


Alison Flett

(This poem was the Scottish Arts
Council's 'Scots Poem of the Month'
for March 2005)
(Posted by Eddie Gibbons because
Ms Flett is too busy WRITING to even
look at this website! Grrrrrrr!)

Old Piece Not About Moths...







Why Buses Come In Threes

The first bus leaves the depot on time,
picks up all the passengers
and drops them all off.

The second bus leaves the depot on time,
but now has fewer passengers to pick up
and so catches up with the first bus.

The third bus leaves from no depot.
It has no driver.
It glows a venomous green
and is made of pure spite.


Eddie Gibbons

(This poem was chosen as The Scottish Arts
Council's 'Poem of the Month' for August 2003)

Old Piece Not About Sex ...









Eating Orange

You have eaten oranges the same way
at thirteen you would peel segment then
strip away removing every string of pith
and the bare fruit on the arm of the chair
lined just so - curve behind curve behind
curve. By seventeen - a wicked age
you'd take the biggest kitchen knife
cutting exactly those great rolling juice
balloons. You'd suck and tear at those
rip out the flesh, til inside out, picked
clean skins like old bra cups
lay hollow and immodest by you.
Now you don't eat oranges, they're
too large. All that excessive juice!
You don't enjoy spray in your throat
how your mouth corners sting - though
unbuttoned you might allow yourself
the odd, unassuming satsuma.


Alison Dunne

(this poem was broadcast on Poetry Please and appeared on a National Poetry day postcard for Leicestershire Libraries.)

Tuesday 20 March 2007

Thrilling Old Pieces

Topics include:

wee dugs
cobbulz
aunties
moths
oranges
vikings

Thrilling New Pieces

We are working on some new pieces for our world premiere in Aberdeen.

Topics include:

sex

Monday 19 March 2007

We Have A MySpace

Well, it's OurSpace.

And we have friends already ...

Catch Us At Wordfringe

We will be unveiling ourselves at Aberdeen Wordfringe on May 17th 2007.

Catch the world premiere!

It may involve lunchboxes and tissues.

Poster Girls & Boys

Who Are They?

These 2 Ali's and this G?

Where have they come from?

And more importantly ... where are they going?

Watch this space ....