#WADOD – Might-Have-Been Brexit Day: March 29th 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 29.03.2019

‘this morning round noon’

 

this morning round noon we scattered the ashes

likeclicklike my son Thom 21 today

and fifty grand in debt

likeshare I took her to see Can You Ever Forgive Me

a glorious start to the day likelikeshare

snorkelling with turtles I love the sort of sentence

that never seems to end sadly no-one thought

o return my psychic tote bag

my condolences on those occasions I speak about him

he will be nameless in her passing

great job [heart] you Brighton women

like Rishi snapped this one on his morning run

on the path over Gowbarrow

to gather in the market square likelikelikeshare

in the struggle share like-minded children

fell out of the sky O I adore this photograph

my father’s look and how I loved his hat

like a trumpet for whatever is redacted

likelike government existing to promote and protect

the ordinary happiness of its people

shareshare are you cool and gentle peppermint

like beautifully crystallised hibiscus flowers

I was struck by a car likeshare but I’m OK

I hit my shoulder and rolled with it

plus a dash of syrup shareshare the bridges are all

pills and blue sugarcane rum likesharelike

an American punk band from Nashville posting

abuse about a young Buddhist woman

refusing anaesthetic to shareshare

are you feeling blue [smileyfaceicon] likeshare

we chanced across a bar where folk song

and klezmer were playing

as in a mirror sharelikelikeshare as in a mirror

of the world like frost on the Vitosha mountain

I think the Pantone chart is one of my favourite things

 

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#WADOD – Day 16: March 16th 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 16.03.2019

‘between a drowning man’

 

between a drowning man and my child’s skinny dipping

between lip and kiss

between brother

and estranged younger brother

between a mother and one of her six children

between the kissing gate

and the coffin route between cup and lip

between the first slurp and sip

between the fibreglass fishing rod and the spinning lure

between old Capague and Montulet

between the will

and the contraction of the atrophied muscles

between town and country

between wealth and what is a simple lack of money

between the biscuit tin

to put their money in

and fake news a hedge fund or tabloid confessions of sin

the letter unsent the deleted email

the skilfully incised lapidary inscription

tragically lost

with its improbable cost

with its ‘always and forever’ critical burden

words scrawled on a scrap of paper by someone

by the old gods of rumour

all the bridges are falling down

 

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#WADOD – Day 13: March 13th 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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Wednesday 13.03.2019

‘to tell the truth it’s hardly more’

 

to tell the truth it’s hardly more

than a convenient extension to the back lot

 

of the forecourt of our local BP garage

on the northernmost side of this satellite town

 

yet we all agree this is an excellent shop

which means we’ll be back tomorrow

 

and the next day most likely and in this way

family traditions take root

 

as today we buy tampons and baked beans

a salad bag and a brace of frozen garlic bread

 

at the very last moment we choose

to snatch up a print newspaper from its rack

 

with its bold and reassuring headline

bridges fit for purpose says govt. minister

 

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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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