New Poetry
Blog URL http://newpoetrydenisjoe.blogspot.com/
Located Liverpool, Merseyside United Kingdom
Tags Poetry, Villenelle, Free Verse, Sestina, Terza Rima, Liverpool Poet
Regularly updated blog of poetry by Denis Joe.
Feature links to other Artist sites.
Latest Blog Posts
- Does The World Need Another Sestina? on Oct 4, 2009
Bloody, bloody Ezra PoundI never got my head aroundhis magnum opus: The CantosI’ve tried so hard but goodness knowshe didn’t intend it to be easyfor me or his mate Mussolini.Perhaps obscurantism was his policyor perhaps it was not the meaning but...
- Modern Poem on Oct 4, 2009
It was only a fleeting secondbut you knewthat these occasional actsof controlled violence prolonged the silencebetween the stanzas.The verses I wrotearrogantly thinking thatthey could change something;not between us, justa part of what was.Here, ever...
- Japanese Tourist on Sep 16, 2009
The chirping evokesthe poetry of PrincessShikishi, who loggeddeatails in tanka of the world and its soul asEnola Gay logged shadowson walls in Hiroshima...
- Inter Galactic Bus Travel on Aug 26, 2009
I always flirt with death. I could kill, but I don't care about it!(The Only Ones - Another Girl, Another Planet)21I didn’t notice where she got onwith her eyelashes a foot long.20Ayeshathat was the name she gaveme amongst all the talkof God and t...
- Bus Travel on Aug 26, 2009
21 I didn’t notice where she got onwith her eyelashes a foot long.20Ayesha !that was the name she gaveme amongst all the talkof God and the peoplewho lost their way.She sat next to melike I had lonely writtenon my forehead; I was trappedbut she got...
- Queuing For The Soup Kitchen on Aug 14, 2009
There are shapes that glide along the streets of Tuebrooklooking for a past they once were part of,finding occasional change in telephone kiosksthough never enough to dial home.They greet the new day as their tormenter with pleading gestures; showing...
- An Encounter in Asda on Aug 11, 2009
Death tapped me on the shoulderTo remind me of lifeAs I pushed the trolley Of one-weeks survival and glimpsedA face from my past(herself bearing life).Amongst the exchangesOf “how long it has been”And “when is it due?”She told me of JoanneWho...
