After the Herculean task that is preparing for and sitting an Ancient Greek exam, my normal life seems easy and plain. But I am at last able to turn to other interests, things like tumblr, pieces of silver, marshmallows, and Brian Jonestown Massacre. Lately, whenever I try to introduce the Brian Jonestown Massacre to my … Read more
I was looking at the 1801 edition of Wordsworth’s Lyrical Ballads in the Australian National Library the other day and was amused to find it heavily annotated by Alaric Alexander Watts, the English poet from the 19th century with whom I curiously share my name and birthday. Anyway he didn’t like Wordsworth – here is … Read more
this splinter of time we like microbes inhabit is all over in the striking of a match a green spark flaring to yellow and red and white one renegade tongue out against the wind likes to start a bushfire – but is fast puffed out
Inchiki is unlikely to speak about his numerous awards and recognitions but i think i should advertise them here, if only to provide a little assurance to that visitor who feels any whisker of doubt about the merit of the poems collected here. Instances of Inchiki’s recognition in the world: Inchiki’s first applause was heard … Read more
I have done some work looking around the market, and have arrived at a price tag for my poetry. I am not normally a commercial poet, but have decided to open the front door of my mind to those who wish to speculate in my work. So, based on the researches i have undertaken, looking … Read more
I was reading Russell’s essay on scepticism recently, which was written in 1928 between the wars. He is fearful of the irrationality of the general populace – and quotes the following scene: “In 1919 I saw The Trojan Women acted at the Old Vic. There is an unbearably pathetic scene where Astyanax is put to … Read more
i saw that strange couple on a tram again today. They were still discussing philosophy. “the theory of all possible worlds being actual concrete worlds is just fantastic. I mean, i don’t personally find this a challenge to my conception of existence at all” said the man. “oh really?” said the girl “how so?” “well, … Read more
Spoke to a philosopher yesterday, a man with a quiet almost shy voice.. long pauses to think. I liked that. He’s trying to bring scientists and philosophers together – no easy feat. A lot of distrust on both sides he says. He spends three months every year in Oxford, a nice lifestyle.. Cold weekend, big … Read more
Overheard when i was on a tram the other day, a man with no hair but tattoos all over his body talking to a short girl in a bowler hat and torn jeans: “I have a philosophical idea that i’d like to run past you. It seems that unlike in the sciences where there are … Read more
a flarf poet aims to say nothing at all yet be understood this poet always fails the celebration of successful old poets is famous evening dinner gown svilver pantaloon goblet of glistening crescendo stiletto dagger in the open mic air flarf poet avoids the pollution of other poets [of] other poetry to be {known} is … Read more
