tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17085938.post8799840293130861187..comments2023-10-29T07:54:36.000+00:00Comments on georgiasam: The Song of Lunchputhwuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05606399161863289851noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17085938.post-89510021868432638312009-07-25T18:09:23.172+01:002009-07-25T18:09:23.172+01:00I don't believe this is the case.I don't believe this is the case.puthwuthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05606399161863289851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17085938.post-28290377347641194232009-07-20T22:50:37.269+01:002009-07-20T22:50:37.269+01:00I get the feeling someone here has had their "...I get the feeling someone here has had their "chap book" rejected by Faber.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17085938.post-68847068955152802772009-04-16T20:07:00.000+01:002009-04-16T20:07:00.000+01:00The fraud, the fraud of it all, make believing wha...The fraud, the fraud of it all, make believing what we do has a value beyond the moment of composition which made us feel good about ourselves and at one with the world when wroughting our ditties.<br /><br />I'm all seventied out after the religious bank holiday, the weekend of paying homage to One Man, OMG, omg, omg, look who it isn't at eff and eff, Dave and Des, all effed off wiv it mahn, jah mahn, blud. Peace.<br /><br />The prevailing prosaic mode, the one we take our cue from in the famous prose from the ard ollamh, is irrefutably to be ...nice and say nice things, because this is one peron's truth to thought, and (un)luckily being Famous and loved, is all the rest want to be.<br /><br />That and to be worshipped of course, adored (obviously), the focus of attention as a serious poet by every other practioner (naturally) and generally, to be happy in the face of such clear and obvious unfairness and inequality in the world we inhabit as wannabe star bores doin it for da mahn, ay Dave? God him and herself, s/he, shee, the sidhe, the fairies and supernatural order shaping our own state. <br /><br />I am in the middle of a book about ancient secret knowledge, and though the author seems to be cobbling together lots of arcana in a way (should i reveal who it is) that would get one larfed at - the essence is there i think. That our three dimensional reality is few rungs below a higher power of consciousness, and so if we manage to view what we do in a career through the cosmic filter of eternal space and time, this helps lessen the pain of knowing we are not the One Man God decrees the readers go omg, omg, omg over.<br /><br />I read this post today, and your musings in the gas chamber (pof) and thought - this is honesty. That you even say it, to admit and acknowledge some basic truths many others will not share (publically at least), is the first step to mastering a silence within, an aspect of character, an energy inside, the inward life - and wringing it out into something of use to you as a bore performing on the white space for the twenty or so readers, straw poll, vox pox, perfect average selection and all we need to go global and overground. To become a success.<br /><br />What is noticeable however, is that in the age of Prize and Winner, were all we do seems graded by it, where it defines us - little conversation occurs in which the unsavoury inner aspects of character Competition invokes and makes real within us, the petty jealousies, the hate, the loathing of people we know only from text and a photie - all this, is rarely discussed in an honest way. <br /><br />Well done. I am really pleased such a bore won, is all we get innit Dave? when the reality, surely, is I am really upset such a one won, because if I had my way, i'd win, and if not me, one of my close personal freinds and those in my group, and that way, means we are all in it together, winning and getting gassed about.<br /><br />To speak of in-house politics in the Poetry game, is frowned upon, i think, because the major force in Poetry in the english language, found a way to his own note, in the opposite way to Kavanagh. A career more like that of Yeats than people like you and i could hope for. So, to top Famous on his own terms, is impossible because therre can be only one H in the here and now of contemporary pomes R US - sell, brand, make out we're famous when we're so clearly and predicatably, not remotely famous.<br /><br />And i understand that i am doing you a diservice, placing my activity as a dolite next to yours and suggesting you and i are of a similar order in the big design of poetry big-wigging, as i am merely a washed up aul fraud myself, and cannot compete with either you or the famous poets whose fate is and has been such, to walk in the door of education at 18 and exit three years later into the slipstream of major poetry success from an early age.<br /><br />I only have O'Casey as a model to work with, and he was glorously bitter and windy when he got the bone in his gob. He learnt how to be a pain in the ass championing slum-Dubs, and would hammer his point on trifles of lingo, picking up one clumsy word and turn out 2000 words of outrage in response. Perfect. <br /><br /><br />A nice departure, to say what everyone else thinks but thinks they can't utter. Nice one. Checks in the post.CoirĂ FilĂochtahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15137576329670368944noreply@blogger.com