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JFDerry created a boo
27 February 2013
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JFDerry created a boo
26 November 2012
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JFDerry created a boo
11 November 2012
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JFDerry created a boo
05 August 2012
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JFDerry created a boo
09 February 2012
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JFDerry created a boo
15 October 2011
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JFDerry created a boo
15 October 2011
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JFDerry commented on a boo
17 May 2011
MEET HIS MAKAR boo
about 2 years ago
“MEET HIS MAKAR EGAD! MIND-ORE GERM, IDEA, NOD. DREAMING ODE EGAD! MIND ‘ROE’ RED+ION = GAMED IDEOGRAM DEN READING MODE EARNED DIG … OM NEAR DEMIGOD “ADORED ME GIN” DARE DIG O’ MEN ORDAINED GEM A DOMED REIGN ADD REGIME: ON A REIGNED MOD REMAINED GOD AGED. DIE. MO’RN. ADMIRED GONE ADORING ‘ED’, ME EDDIE MORGAN” -
JFDerry commented on a boo
16 May 2011
Kaddish for Allen Ginsberg 1926-1997 boo
about 2 years ago
“Kaddish For Allen Ginsberg 1926-1997 Glorious! Now to think of your coming - bespectacled and bearlike - brilliant - ursa major - while I ride the rays that irradiate your verse - “Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems” - modesty tantamount - blinding, bright, unwavering barbs, penetrate - shoot forthright: Guruji, Allenji, Yogi Bear. Rest - peace - he found the key Naomi - you said where to find it - where it would be - “The Key is in the window - the Key is in the sunlight at the window". How true. Ai, ai, your “little pet” called it his “later burden”, to “illuminate mankind” - a mighty, whitey, weighty, impossible encumbrance - but he carried it - enlightened a many few - from the key in the window - laying its head of light on minds upturned - shining light - burning light - light light - revealing light. Light flowing, pouring, gushing from bent back, typewriter-tied, hunched faucet Allen - not just another yoga pose - positive light leaps about - streetlamp pools and stated stepping stones - as black and white as sunset strip - incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightening - black and white - black and light - ebony bars. This is the light - opposed to the dark - God’s Perfect Darkness - depths to take you - depths to consume - the bars in the light - light and shade - destiny barcoded, step into the light - make your choice - strip sure - life or death. God’s Perfect Darkness. Allen chose the light. Chose the light Choose the light. Choose the life. See the light dappled across the surface of Allen’s existence; every facet blinding-brilliant, scorching sun-kissed incisive diamonds: Orlovsky, Kerouac, Dylan, Kesey. Perfect brilliance. Perfect consilience. See the imperfections in God’s darkness. See the love in life’s light. Step from the darkness into the light. Step from the shadow of the bars. May his great name be blessed for ever, and to all eternity. Kaddish. The key was seeing the bars between the sunlight - the key was between the bars - the key was being in the light, between the bars, in the window - and sorry the glare hurt your eyes Naomi - but how your “little pet” did shine.” -
JFDerry commented on a boo
06 December 2010
Insomnia boo
over 2 years ago
“Insomnia Insomnia, you are my perfidious companion. When all other lovers have taken sleep to bed, Here you are, stroking my eyelids open, Nibbling my mind and arousing my head. Your fondling now awakens my every being, Its body bestirred by your wanton lust. I surrender to the touch of a longing lover, On the sundown scent of a late-night fuck. My blunt-brain penetrated by your burning issue, Forgotten thoughts thrust to forefront mind. Ideas mulled by witless penury, Nuzzled with the subtlety of a Colt-45. I know I'm not solely seduced in succumbing, You take other lovers, on other lover nights. Then I am slumberous, fit and fully, while You’re away waiting for them to put out their lights. But, it's not long before your return to my bedded side, To again arouse, and awaken, and bestir. Insomnia inamorata my unilluminated lover, Your cuckoldry’s going to get me interred. ” -
JFDerry commented on a boo
06 December 2010
Dredging Rockpools boo
over 2 years ago
“Dredging Rockpools Russell wondered why his Daddy stayed up so late, for which shiny metaphorical pebbles Don used to sate the probing interrogation of his adolescent visitor, the innocent queries of his callow inquisitor. And here, I now flounder, also fishing for answers, dredging rockpools for couplets and imagined advances. But no shiny secrets show and no gem bonanzas, no polish to polish somniferous, somber stanzas. Instead, night long, I stare at a screen that remains bare, in my eyes, small digital squares, the only reflection there. Concluding, poems are pointless without brightness, colour, and paintless verses are without question, undoubtedly duller. So I sit there, steadfast, instead of ‘counting sheep’ in bed, tolerating insomnia, “nibbling my mind and arousing my head”. But, the problem I feel outstrips mere matters of sheer will, being more down to sheer ability and also sheer skill. So, no matter how much spit and polish it is that I can muster, the poems and pebbles that I write, will continue to lack luster. ” -
JFDerry commented on a boo
03 April 2010
New Birth First Steps
about 3 years ago
“Short piece written after birth of eldest” -
JFDerry commented on a boo
02 April 2010
Osqualitude
about 3 years ago
“Self- written, performed and recorded. ” -
JFDerry commented on a boo
26 March 2010
ThisCollectionboo
about 3 years ago
“Visuals of the evening here http://twitpic.com/1b2xhc and here http://twitpic.com/1b2xao and here http://twitpic.com/1b2x97” -
JFDerry commented on a boo
26 March 2010
ThisCollectionboo
about 3 years ago
“Soundscape at the This Collection poetry reading / filmshow extravaganza http://thiscollection.wordpress.com/ McEwan Hall showcase: Friday 26th March 7pm – 9pm . ” -
JFDerry commented on a boo
11 March 2010
JFDerry commented on a boo
13 July 2011
Vulgar Latin boo
JFDerry
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