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<\/p>\nBy Stephen Sunderland.<\/p>\n
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Remember The Golden Age? Not the film by Bu\u00f1uel and Dali but that elusive stretch of time before you began to feel the quartz of the earth pushing into your intestines, cutting them to ribbons? What were the postcards you wrote to yourself back then when you were free to paddle in the ocean? In An Evening of Entertainments Stephen Sunderland offers the detritus of those memories drifting back like flotsam to the shore, half remembered from dreams and other times of frenzy; and gloved in effluence. Somewhere in there are the keys to a rusty lock or two. Be careful what you try to open.<\/p>\n New poetry by Stephen Sunderland<\/strong>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":155,"featured_media":115698,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-115694","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115694","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/155"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=115694"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115694\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":115732,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115694\/revisions\/115732"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/115698"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=115694"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=115694"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/3am\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=115694"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.3ammagazine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/10\/IMG_5403-scaled.jpg\")
\nABOUT THE AUTHOR<\/strong>
\nStephen Sunderland<\/strong> is the author of the surrealist film-novel The Cinema Beneath the Lake, three BBC radio dramas, and the visual poetry collections Eye Movement (Steel Incisors, 2022), Oneiroscope (Kingston University Press, 2023) and Refrains (Steel Incisors, 2023). His work also appears in anthologies Seen as Read (Kingston University Press 2021), Seeing in Tongues (Steel Incisors, 2023) and Popogrou Anthology (Kingston University Press, 2024); and in journals Mercurius, Overground Underground, Ice Floe Press, Osmosis, Shuddhashar, Litter, The Debutante and Lune: A Journal of Literary Misrule. Find him on Twitter @stephensunderla – and on Mastodon @Corsairsanglot@mastodon.social<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"