3:AM Magazine

‘Abandoned poem’ was created in Bristol, for Spike Island Open Studios, and was based on my finding some old drafts of a poem which I never finished and piecing them together.

The original draft notebook pages, complete with mistakes and edits, were displayed, and parts of the poem rewritten over and over on top of the pages with marker.

The poem became more and more illegible as the handwriting layered up, and the performance gave temporary life.

In the 42nd of the Poem Brut series, new poetry by Lizzy Turner.

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Could a bow with no arrow even be taken seriously?

These are questions I sang into at karaoke bars, like a deflated exclamation mark.
Remember, an edge is something sharp and unforgiving.
Just imagine an octopus interviewing a pumpkin—THAT is marriage, that is the long ride!
In the end, the princess is always peeled from her shell.

Now, I am inside the wind-up hour, slowing circles.
I am nearing the cosmic inhole…

In the 13th of the Duos series, new poetry by Jiaoyang Li and Sonja Hristina Bjelic.

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Away They Ran, Shelter, Play, Jack Be Nimble, and There Was an Old Woman. These are part of a series called “Revisited Fairytales”. They are mixed media and combine silk screen and collagraph print, acrylic, collage, oil pastel, Sharpie, pencil, and pen and are 20” X 30.”

In the 41st of the Poem Brut series, new poetry by Dana Kroos.

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At all costes
Mutinee
Matinee
Mutiny Radio

In the 40th edition of The Poem Brut series, new poetry by Arturo Desimone.

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an asemic
poetic reflection
on WWI’s
Western Front

In the 39th of the Poem Brut series, new poetry by ‘Nise McCullough.

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“hunt for new states of things”.

In the 38th of the Poem Brut series, new poetry by Kon Markogiannis.

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The artist sips coffee wondering why Gaynor wants to dance a Cha Cha Cha. She is not good at Cha Cha Cha. Her facial expression is always one of pain and embarrassment. Her hips move out of time with her feet. Gaynor has gone back indoors and picks up all the artist’s gloves. They are all left hand gloves, which is strange as the artist does have a right hand. Don’t we all. And extras up in the loft. Where did that picture go?

In the 12th edition of Duos, new poetry by Tessa Berring and Kathrine Sowerby.

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photographs
‘Perambulans Tenebris’
seven lines
with seven syllables on each line
“The sum of seven”)
postcards

In the 11th of the Duos series, new poetry by Bill Bulloch / Brendan Quinn.

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Shall we go and waste £15 together? my guys
are on nimrod with the golden swimming pool. The floor is sprung at the door. the Valium unusual. And we never stop whining.
That neither of us know what an open wound in his groin
leads onto the surface, or that
Soft communion; is: my room. Sister, you are into the eyes of the destroyer

In the 10th of the Duos series, new poetry by Tom Crompton / Natasha LaForce.

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collage, screen-print, gouache, ink, pencil, watercolour.

Borne
Coloring Collage
Found
Scorch

In the 37th edition of The Poem Brut series, new poetry by Linda Black.

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