My goal in life is the destruction of 5G masts. I cut my sandwich
into triangles as a lower-middle class pretension. Back outside,
my window, one time, a cream room, a view of the street’s antenna.
The problem with David Lynch is how he makes too much sense.
Back in the simulacrum, a boy, my age, rangers in North America,
first as tragedy, then as… ironing out our balaclavas, filling out
our milk bottles; backpacks unattended on park benches, on the bus.
A page of Baudrillard, hides the truth
to view witnesses fraying little by little
into ruins, discernible ruined empire,
rotting carcass of the soil double ends
simulation, this fabled second-order
no longer that of a territory, no longer
saturated, a hyperreal map one must
return without origin, shreds unusable
a questionable sovereign difference –
the charm abstraction, the coextensivity
of poetry, the representation produced
no imaginary. Operational, in fact, no
longer memory radiating synthesis, no
space without atmosphere, no worse
curvature. Imitation, nor duplication;
leaving room for simulated liquidation.
.the title changes.
there is too much interference
things could be left alone
things were alright anyway
the battery is low yet plugged
in the radio buzzes.
things are distorted
so i did what he says,
whilst running up
and down the stairs.
source to av,
only there aint no av,
on that one anyhow.
press my scart lead,
that is probably it.
press the sky button,
the sky does not respond.
we still has television snow.
mine are bifocal
and can distort gently
if i concentrate poorly
on the centre
i have had help a while
grateful at least that i can
unlike some of my family
yesterday I watched a documentary
-sonja benskin mesher
The new starboard
Our larvae split their skin
in the signal-fry, warmed over
by the wire-witched currents
of one filigree moon
in a hundredweight sky
and if we no longer see the stars
how do they counsel a chart for a new grub, or pull
a blood’s spirit-iron toward the dissolving north
and if we no longer feel these waves
how may we know our own water, what deeps us
for the giddy bubble of this sailing. And I know
there are rocks here still, they make chimneys of it
to vent everything we can’t burn
railing sparks against the sky-
silver that meshes none of our tides true
and it will rain hot tonight, the sizzle
pelting the new hatchlings
Of Forest And Stick
Foe forest, faux forest
Where giants hurl
their broken stories
from broadcast heaven
to stone cast ground.
Real, this least of things.
Inarticulate metal arms
pluck down your dreams, to
place within the flakes
of soul slow dying desiccation.
Sick insects wave.
These metal poles sway
clamped to roof and breast.
All point as one, their
martyr fingers show.
As minds walk psychotic
in their circular days.
To stars and planets
that orbit our night
sleep late night
drunk deep on their
celestial milky ways.
Antennae wave hello.
Behind smudged glass walls
as we sit and stare
into this aquarium hell
of our own making.
As we spread across
our furniture of
plastic and messy despair
We start to take on
our corrupt story.
© Dai Fry 4th May 2020.
Quiet the cluttered airways.
Too many voices reaching skyward,
Clamoring for reception,
Propelling selfhood upward,
And interference causes failure. After all,
Man-made towers were only
Ever meant to fall.
Every Stem Is
an aerial, antennae whose signal
carries an image and a sound
of growth and bloom.
Leaves are directors,
flagellum, reach out,
test the air and vibrations.
Listen can your hear
or is it distorted,
image overlaid on image,
sound overlaid on sound?
It processes fake news,
phishing and cyber attacks.
discerns real from false.
scents and trails.
A filter bubble,
an information sceptic
decides what diminishes it,
what makes it grow.
what makes it turn
More than a conduit.
dream of fecund earth
These gray structures loom
Like a dead alloy forest
A mill’s epitaph
-Carrie Ann Golden
The Arrival (EEN)
Blue eclipse sudden shudder silver vibrations
strange sensations mauve hues silent screams
shattered dreams rainbow screams black
void bleak skies pink cries identity hides no
way out seek beware who goes there wait stop
where no here why there marble hush turquoise
crush hide smile cry illusion confusion static
wailing connections failing conscience melting
blood moon a light alight powder dawn seek
destroy rebuild regenerate no rescue failed
sight emerald night pyramid flight incoming
yellow tongue purple feast horrible sightings
a drone atone leave us alone lavender glass
chards charge cut chaos comet rush – Reverse
The Arrival (TWEE)
Falling earth new birth cosmic boom
blast break away descend evacuate
take position brace brave pathetic beast
eject object reject investigate attack
no way back hold blinding strobe light
up get up move no room fire storm
go swerve dive testing resting make
haste chase erase record a face strange
days delete reboot reverse rethink incoming
homecoming survive surrender sharp solar
bursts the thirst implosion ration succession
orchestration new nation sinking earth
toxic rebirth black hole tar soul screeching
silence severed signals strange sour suns
Bios and Links
(b.1991) received his MA (distinction) from Keele University in 2017. He later won The Roy Fisher Prize for Poetry with his debut pamphlet, ‘Bread and Salt’ (Flarestack, TBA). He was also the recipient of a Creative Future Writers’ Award in 2019. His poetry has featured regularly in anthologies and literary press magazines, most notably in The London Magazine. His collection of essays, ‘Living in Disneyland’, will be available from Broken Sleep Books in October 2020. Alex spent 2018 as a resident of The People’s Republic of China, where he taught the English Language in a school run by the Ministry of Education. His writing has been described as ‘wry and knowing,’ with ‘an edge that tears rather than cuts or deals blows.’
Here is my interview of Alex:
is a High School English and Creative Writing teacher who has been writing poems and songs for more than forty years. His poems have been featured in numerous online and print journals, including BlazeVox, The Montucky Review, Paraphilia, Leaf Garden Press and the late Felino Soriano’s CounterExample Poetics, for which he was a featured artist. Three volumes of poetry, Responsorials (with Constance Stadler), Silence, Inhabited, and Human &c. are available through NeoPoiesis Press (www.neopoiesispress.com.)
As a singer-songwriter, Rich has released five albums of independent contemporary folk music. His latest. Somewhere in the Stars, is available at http://www.richfollett.com. He lives with his wife Mary Ruth Alred Follett in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia, where he also pursues his interests as a professional actor, playwright, and director.
is a sea-obsessed poet from Aotearoa (NZ). His poetry has appeared in a wide range of international publications and has twice been nominated for the Pushcart Prize. He truly believes that words have the power to change the place we’re in, and you’ll find him doing his best to prove it on
or on Facebook: @AnkhSpiceSeaGoatScreamsPoetry
-Carrie Ann Golden
is a deafblind writer from the mystical Adirondack Mountains now living on a farmstead in northeastern North Dakota. She writes dark fiction and poetry. Her work has been published in places like Piker Press, Edify Fiction, Doll Hospital Journal, The Hungry Chimera, GFT Press, Asylum Ink, and Visual Verse.
-sonja benskin mesher
born , Bournemouth.
lives and works in North Wales
as an independent artist
‘i am a multidisciplinary artist, crafting paint, charcoal, words and whatever comes to hand, to explain ideas and issues
words have not come easily. I draw on experience, remember and write. speak of a small life’.
Elected as a member of the Royal Cambrian Academy and the United Artists Society
The work has been in solo exhibitions through Wales and England, and in selected and solo worldwide.
Much of the work is now in both private, and public collections, and has been featured in several television documentaries, radio programmes and magazines.
Here is my interview of sonja benskin mesher:
is an American poet whose work emphasizes emotional integrity and social justice. She is the author of several eBooks including, Learning from Pompeii, Coffee for Neanderthals, Disgracing Lady Justice and others, available on smashwords.com and its affiliates.Chapbook: Ebola (West Chester University Poetry Center, 2014)
Here is my 2020 interview of her:
is a South African and British writer. He is the author of ‘The Salamander Chronicles’ (CTU) and ‘Icarus Rising-Volume 1’ (ABP), an ekphrastic collection. He taught English and Geography in both South Africa and the UK. His poetry has been anthologized in numerous collections and translated into Afrikaans, Persian, French and Albanian. He was nominated by Roxana Nastase, editor of Scarlet Leaf Review for the ‘Best of the Net’ in 2017 as well as the Pushcart Poetry Prize (USA) in 2016. He was published in his first SA Anthology ‘In Pursuit of Poetic Perfection’ in 2018 (Libbo Publishers) and his second ‘Cape Sounds’ in 2019 (Gavin Joachims Publishing). He is also an amateur photographer and his debut Photographic publication appeared in Spirit Fire Review in June 2019. His new book, ‘Sic Transit Gloria Mundi’/Thus Passes the Glory of this World’ is due to be published by Concrete Mist Press.
Here is my interview of Don Beukes:
is an old new poet. He worked in social care but now has no day job. A keen photographer and eater of literature and lurid covers. Fascinated by nature, physics, pagans, sea and storm. His poetry seeks to capture image and tell philosophical tales. Published in Black Bough Poetry, Re-Side, The Hellebore Press and the Pangolin Review. He can be seen reading on #InternationalPoetryCircle and regularly appears on #TopTweetTuesday.
Audio/Visual. @IntPoetryCircle #InternationalPoetryCircle Twitter
is a shop asst. Lives in a cat house full of teddy bears. His chapbooks include The Fabulous Invention Of Barnsley, (Dearne Community Arts, 1993). The Headpoke and Firewedding (Alien Buddha Press, 2017), A World Where and She Needs That Edge (Nixes Mate Press, 2017, 2018) The Spermbot Blues (OpPRESS, 2017), Port Of Souls (Alien Buddha Press, 2018), Please Take Change (Cyberwit.net, 2018), Stubborn Sod, with Marcel Herms (artist) (Alien Buddha Press, 2019), As Folk Over Yonder ( Afterworld Books, 2019). Forthcoming Khoshhali with Hiva Moazed (artist), Our Ghost’s Holiday (Final book of threesome “A Pagan’s Year”) . He is a contributing writer of Literati Magazine and Editor of Wombwell Rainbow Interviews.
is an artist and writer based in the UK. She takes a few photos every day, for inspiration and to use in her work. The images for this project were all taken in the last two years on walks during in the month of May. Her words and images have been published by Penteract Press, Metambesen, Ice Floe Press, Burning House Press, Inside the Outside, Luvina Rivista Literaria, and Lone Women in Flashes of Wilderness.
is an experimental poet and digital artist. His books include Void Voices (Hesterglock Press) and Self Portrait by Night (Sampson Low). His visual poems have been published in several places, including the Penteract Press anthology Reflections and Temporary Spaces (Pamenar Press). Chimera, a book of visual poems, is due from Penteract Press in July 2020.
Here is my interview of James Knight:
is an admin worker, currently not in work Married, 2 sons. Loves poetry and words. She considers herself a writer of scribble rather than a poet. She has written a novel and is using her spare time to finally get it published (self-publishing) which has been an ambition of her for the last 10 years.