“your Mari foaled of the starry skies”

I’m going to Wales now.

Back next Tuesday.

a loving relationship

A loving relationship with Time for Tea Original, Millstone Edge, around 1989. I seem to have had a few more muscles then, also a nice line in little black sweaters.

This was supposed to be a photo session for the back jacket of Climbers. Andy Pollitt held the rope. Ron Fawcett took the pictures. I had [...]

what we talk about when we talk about the ethics of assisted suicide

I’ve been laughing all morning at the blatantly empty rhetoric displayed in this piece.
two had Crohn’s disease, an inflammatory bowel disease; two were tetraplegics; three had kidney disease, which can be usually treated by dialysis or a transplant; and one had rheumatoid arthritis – all conditions which doctors say are not terminal.
No one takes their [...]

pigges eare

Someun have made Haye with my revue of Adam Thorpe’s Hodd in teh Graunaid today. The word “jougleur” should be italicised. The quote in the first sentence of paragraph four should read: “mere cottars [rustici] dressed in hodden grey” etc. “St Edmonds Abbey, Doncaster” should read “St Edmonds Abbey, Dancaster”. Then there’s the random link [...]

imaginary room

fantasy city

City as symbol of the self. Let’s not do this literalistically, item by item of possible correspondence. & let’s do it in at least a halfway contemporary way, acknowledging that a self is anyway, temporary, a snapshot of a passing state, less an item than an assembly of the relations between some other–constantly shifting–items. Like [...]

reduced territories

The garden bench stands in an area two feet by four, with old brick edges on the short sides and the ivy-covered wall at the back. The surface so bounded is covered with unevenly-bedded squares of old tile (nine inches on a side) and paving slab (perhaps eighteen inches on a side), up through the [...]

running makes me feel good but

…this is just about enough to put you off for ever. Why can’t the media leave me to experience my own life ? Why can’t they just fuck off out of my head, & leave me my own reasons for doing what I do ? Why do they have to grasp everything in the cheap [...]

kaluza klein mornings

For those of us who often wake up in the morning feeling as if we have slipped into a Kaluza-Klein state, there is only one cure. It is to run, & run off-road (preferably in the rain). The smell of wet oak trees will bring you back to the world in two & a half [...]

dan jones & ian miller

I’ve added a couple of new links, to Ian Miller & Dan Jones. Ian is as invigorating as ever–

–while Dan is up to his neck in Kursk at the Young Vic.
Listening to: everything I can get of the Psychedelic Furs. Regretting: a missed lunch at The Modern Pantry. Just finished reviewing: Hodd by Adam [...]