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The Little Wooden Boy: The Arts Centre Yesterday
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The Little Wooden Boy. Doing things with words and pictures. Tuesday, 9 December 2014. The Arts Centre Yesterday. Baby girl pushes the chair. Across the floor till daddy. Sits his old fed weight there. He lifts her up and she says,. She has her saw. Tooth squealy demand and. He has big fuck off hands. The air's all of a class here:. Man on news says,. I will leave skin flakes on. The table top. Squash crumbs. Coffee cheerless like cheap fags. My face is on fire never being. One of them really.
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The Little Wooden Boy: December 2014
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The Little Wooden Boy. Doing things with words and pictures. Monday, 22 December 2014. Back fence second coming clock growls low. Offering a fistful of wet Jesus slips. I used to paint the horizon at the embankment end. There was always too much sky. Below, the wharf with oxide fur on barge remains green smears. Crowmobbed heron pierce air to bleak. Hands dripping with autoimmunity. The skin hospital’s lamps. Dead cygnet bones somewhere. And the nest open mouthed. Boy run off by swan in bestial glory.
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The Little Wooden Boy: October 2014
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The Little Wooden Boy. Doing things with words and pictures. Sunday, 26 October 2014. The Christians are a few yards ahead. Green track. Lit through curled ferns. Heather's scent of everything,. Of God entropy. Caer Caradoc: trace of dead claims;. Eretz Cymru. Yesterday he sang, Take me back to. The Black Hills,. In wavering falsetto. Inhuman folds. From before anybody said anything. Empty beech nut. Shell: dead genital mouth. Low weave of branches. Broken shortbread mushrooms. Shat-upon. And go back in.
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Scorched Amalgamation: December 2008
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The writings/musings of Scott Allen - husband, father, teacher, writer, board game addict. Tuesday, December 30, 2008. 7th Follower Muw ha ha. Only five more followers and I will have my apocalyptic twelve. Then we will let loose the hounds of destruction! Thanks goes out to Mary Biddinger for becoming a follower. I have been reading her blog the word cage. Here is a poem for y'all. I'm not what you wanted. Not what you wanted. For heaven’s sake. Not what you had planned. Ended up with me. Soon a cry,.
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Scorched Amalgamation: June 2009
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The writings/musings of Scott Allen - husband, father, teacher, writer, board game addict. Tuesday, June 23, 2009. Here is one of the three poems I brought to the Advanced Poetry Workshop. This is the second draft and I really like how this poem has shaped out. I am not final with this one, so please comment and let me know what you think. Our third grade class was watching the silk cotton candy. Cocoon. At first no one noticed. But Mrs. Roberts. Began to ask questions. And we were all so. I have been re...
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Scorched Amalgamation: August 2011
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The writings/musings of Scott Allen - husband, father, teacher, writer, board game addict. Tuesday, August 9, 2011. Give me your Pennies. Give me your pennies. I stack them under my dimes. See, they're bigger! Worth so much more. They smell like those days,. Asks me to till. The plot we have set aside. When earthworms slither for anctuary. Days in late May and the rain. Has stopped for a moment. Pennies taste like oil. And dead skin cells. The corners of purses. The ones crusted over with a bit of goo.
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Scorched Amalgamation: Charles Simic's The Melon
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The writings/musings of Scott Allen - husband, father, teacher, writer, board game addict. Friday, June 19, 2009. Charles Simic's The Melon. I have been reading the July/August issue of Poetry and I keep coming back to one of Charles Simic's poem - The Melon. There was a melon fresh from the garden. So ripe the knife slurped. As it cut it into six slices. The children were going back to school. Their mother, passing our paper plates,. Would not like to see the leaves fall. Through the open window.
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Scorched Amalgamation: Metamorphosis
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The writings/musings of Scott Allen - husband, father, teacher, writer, board game addict. Tuesday, June 23, 2009. Here is one of the three poems I brought to the Advanced Poetry Workshop. This is the second draft and I really like how this poem has shaped out. I am not final with this one, so please comment and let me know what you think. Our third grade class was watching the silk cotton candy. Cocoon. At first no one noticed. But Mrs. Roberts. Began to ask questions. And we were all so. Consider putti...
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Scorched Amalgamation: February 2009
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The writings/musings of Scott Allen - husband, father, teacher, writer, board game addict. Thursday, February 26, 2009. Awake Dream and Amazon Kindle Killing Comic Books. Eyelids fall off;. Now I'm awake,. Lucid in the midst. You are there,. I am there,. But I have no eyelids. We are in love. Shooting targets, large. We can't wake up. Because you are yourself. And I am not. I have no eyelids. I'm not thrilled with the title - comments are always welcome. 1 Has anyone actually seen someone with a Kindle?
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Scorched Amalgamation: Fresh New Blog
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The writings/musings of Scott Allen - husband, father, teacher, writer, board game addict. Monday, July 30, 2012. I decided to head on over to wordpress and try on a new blog. Give me a try! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Return of the Jedi. Back in the Saddle. Dead Men Tell No Tales. End of Year List. Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior. Season 1 Episode 1. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
