#WADOD – Day 20: March 20th 2019

Works and Days of Division – 29 poems by Martyn Crucefix

Drawing on two disparate sources, this sequence of mongrel-bred poems has been written to respond to the historical moment in this most disunited kingdom. Hesiod’s Works and Days – probably the oldest poem in the Western canon – is a poem driven by a dispute between brothers. The so-called vacana poems originate in the bhakti religious protest movements in 10-12th century India. Through plain language, repetition and refrain, they offer praise to the god, Siva, though they also express personal anger, puzzlement, even despair. Dear reader – if you like what you find here, please share the poems as widely as you can (no copyright restrictions). Or follow this blog for future postings. Bridges need building.1960s Graham and Elsie Hale - Winsley Rd

Wednesday 20.03.2019

‘now my bones take on the white of alyssum’

 

now my bones take on the white of alyssum

my bones

those mossy cushions in a grandfather’s front garden

 

my bones

though he’s long been in his grave

his daughter revives him without knowing how

 

his bones

time and again his bones where she sits in the morning sun

in the sun room

where the giant Scrabble board is stowed

 

his bones beside the giant ivory-coloured letter tiles

she will score twelve with the name of a flower

 

his bones a white perfume

her bones

 

my bones

trying to become an unobtrusive white bedding annual

an accident in the stonework of a bridge

 

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#WADOD – Day 15: March 15th 2019

Works and Days of Division – 29 poems by Martyn Crucefix

Drawing on two disparate sources, this sequence of mongrel-bred poems has been written to respond to the historical moment in this most disunited kingdom. Hesiod’s Works and Days – probably the oldest poem in the Western canon – is a poem driven by a dispute between brothers. The so-called vacana poems originate in the bhakti religious protest movements in 10-12th century India. Through plain language, repetition and refrain, they offer praise to the god, Siva, though they also express personal anger, puzzlement, even despair. Dear reader – if you like what you find here, please share the poems as widely as you can (no copyright restrictions). Or follow this blog for future postings. Bridges need building.

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Friday 15.03.2019

‘an americano to go’

an abecedary – to Brexit Secretary, Steve Barclay, who yesterday could find no kinship between speaking and voting

an americano to go

black of a white man’s heart

crude statistics

when were they kin

 

daubed with shitty feathers

eggs cracked in a bowl

footnotes about emails

when were they kin

 

growing weed under LEDs

headlines and tenderness

in the moment of conception

when were they kin

 

john smith marries jane doe

klaxons sounding

languages east west north south

when were they kin

 

my emigre daughter

notes from strings of a mandolin

olives in a screw-top jar

when were they kin

 

pulsing blue in the Uber driver’s ear

queries on the first page

red sky in the morning

when were they kin

 

share like like share

tangled nests of fishing line

up and over the brim

when were they kin

 

very near the end

when the bridges are burning

xanthoma tendinosum

you wake and you’re done

 

when will you understand

zest and intelligence

when were they kin

when were they kin

 

This poem first appeared on New Boots and Pantisocracies (February 2019)

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#WADOD – Day 9: March 9th 2019

Works and Days of Division – 29 poems by Martyn Crucefix

Drawing on two disparate sources, this sequence of mongrel-bred poems has been written to respond to the historical moment in this most disunited kingdom. Hesiod’s Works and Days – probably the oldest poem in the Western canon – is a poem driven by a dispute between brothers. The so-called vacana poems originate in the bhakti religious protest movements in 10-12th century India. Through plain language, repetition and refrain, they offer praise to the god, Siva, though they also express personal anger, puzzlement, even despair. Dear reader – if you like what you find here, please share the poems as widely as you can (no copyright restrictions). Or follow this blog for future postings. Bridges need building.
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Saturday 9.03.2019

‘such great lungfuls of men and women’

 

such great lungfuls of men and women bellowing

at the disputed steering wheel

 

or shrieking at restaurant tables

threadbare speeches to another inattentive class

to myself alone

whether I consider it to the point or not

 

bright days devoured in the work of composition

and adjustment

then devoured in composition

 

the intensity of the empathetic efforts made

whatever metric we use

the needle stuttering into the black and red zones

whether I care whether it is successful or not

 

whether it appears misdirected or not

whether it is for all time or not

it’s not nor can it ever be for all time and I know it—

 

all the bridges down

 

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#WADOD – Day 7: March 7th 2019

Works and Days of Division – 29 poems by Martyn Crucefix

Drawing on two disparate sources, this sequence of mongrel-bred poems has been written to respond to the historical moment in this most disunited kingdom. Hesiod’s Works and Days – probably the oldest poem in the Western canon – is a poem driven by a dispute between brothers. The so-called vacana poems originate in the bhakti religious protest movements in 10-12th century India. Through plain language, repetition and refrain, they offer praise to the god, Siva, though they also express personal anger, puzzlement, even despair. Dear reader – if you like what you find here, please share the poems as widely as you can (no copyright restrictions). Or follow this blog for future postings. Bridges need building.

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Thursday 7.03.2019

‘days of over-turning the warmed earth’

 

days of over-turning the warmed earth

with a spade

 

each clod a rip in the moonlight

whether you propagate successfully or not

 

convalescent hours lost gazing into the woods

whether you see the trees

 

whether you see a particular tree

whether you find the snow falling there or not

 

hours spent carefully broadcasting lures

attempting long lines

 

choosing short lines

whether you deceive successfully or not

 

and cold nights ripened with strings of kisses

long kisses short kisses

 

whether you find them remotely arousing

or not a trouble of urgencies

 

in the speaking in the writing in the posting

of every comment whether

 

it’s read or not whether anyone likes or not

whether you accepted the cookies or not

 

whether the privacy agreement was signed or not

all the bridges are down

 

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#WADOD – Day 6: Ash Wednesday 2019

Works and Days of Division – 29 poems by Martyn Crucefix

Drawing on two disparate sources, this sequence of mongrel-bred poems has been written to respond to the historical moment in this most disunited kingdom. Hesiod’s Works and Days – probably the oldest poem in the Western canon – is a poem driven by a dispute between brothers. The so-called vacana poems originate in the bhakti religious protest movements in 10-12th century India. Through plain language, repetition and refrain, they offer praise to the god, Siva, though they also express personal anger, puzzlement, even despair. Dear reader – if you like what you find here, please share the poems as widely as you can (no copyright restrictions). Or follow this blog for future postings. Bridges need building.

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Ash Wednesday 6.03.2019

‘the six-pack on the side of the bus’

after Basavanna

 

the six-pack on the side of the bus is a god

the hair care the jade earring

 

the clock is a sinister impassive god

for the ancients rumour was a kind of god

 

the data set the next level my mobile phone

with its lure of a liquid retina screen

 

the purity of product the window display

are all gods and the parking assist the speed

 

of delivery the hemp tote bag are gods

the ill-proof-read prize-winning plaque is a god

 

WIFI is a god when we curse its absence

and tell me when did difference become a god

 

and of identity we have made a god

whatever is shredded or faked or redacted

 

is a god and what is tortured is always a god

so many gods O there are so many gods

 

so little space left to put my feet

so long ago I lost a place to lay my head

 

all the bridges down

 

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#WADOD – Day 2: March 2nd 2019

Works and Days of Division – 29 poems by Martyn Crucefix

Drawing on two disparate sources, this sequence of mongrel-bred poems has been written to respond to the historical moment in this most disunited kingdom. Hesiod’s Works and Days – probably the oldest poem in the Western canon – is a poem driven by a dispute between brothers. The so-called vacana poems originate in the bhakti religious protest movements in 10-12th century India. Through plain language, repetition and refrain, they offer praise to the god, Siva, though they also express personal anger, puzzlement, even despair. Dear reader – if you like what you find here, please share the poems as widely as you can (no copyright restrictions). Or follow this blog for future postings. Bridges need building.
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Saturday 2.03.2019

‘before the doctor asks to examine my water’

to the Rt. Hon. Member for Epsom and Ewell

 

before the doctor asks to examine my water

before I can piss in the bottle provided

before my skin goes up in flames

before I can’t turn

over in bed

 

before the frequently inexplicable dizzy spells

before the morning after

the drunken night before

 

before the chocolateicecreamhalfpoundofbutter binge

sluiced into the toilet

before the drag and ache of the cast iron anchor

from left nipple to upper left arm

before the silica crystals

hatched in my hip

before the on-set of my swollen gouty foot

 

before my male companion with his longer stride

makes it impossible

for me to keep up with him

before the pavement leaps up towards me

makes sickening contact with my right cheek

 

before the paramedics in their green uniforms

before I am lifted bodily into the air

like fallen stock

I remember

what I briefly forgot to remember of course

 

all the bridges are down

 

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#WADOD – Day 1: March 1st 2019

Works and Days of Division – 29 poems by Martyn Crucefix

Drawing on two disparate sources, this sequence of mongrel-bred poems has been written to respond to the historical moment in this most disunited kingdom. Hesiod’s Works and Days – probably the oldest poem in the Western canon – is a poem driven by a dispute between brothers. The so-called vacana poems originate in the bhakti religious protest movements in 10-12th century India. Through plain language, repetition and refrain, they offer praise to the god, Siva, though they also express personal anger, puzzlement, even despair. Dear reader – if you like what you find here, please share the poems as widely as you can (no copyright restrictions). Or follow this blog for future postings. Bridges need building.

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Friday 1.03.2019

‘like crimes woven into the weft’

 

like crimes woven into the weft of a tee-shirt

waiting on the reduced rail

 

like the shape of the skull no-one remarks

in the flushed cheek of a new-born

 

like envy buried for years in the black heart

of expressed admiration

 

like sunshine that is really the withering night

poured onto soil where wheat grows

 

like the million tonnes of water lying interred

beneath the City of London

 

like a bank of cloud and the gathering of more clouds

above Threadneedle Street

 

so it is—in and around and over and above—

all the bridges are down

 

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