Pam Brown
Pam Brown, a dedicated amateur, has published many books - most recently click here for what we do (Vagabond Press, 2018). She is a Sydneysider living on Gadigal land.
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(stasis shuffle)
i have nothing to say
&
i'm saying it
famous words (as they say)
from john cage
&
i said it this morning
at the cafe
with friends –
poets —
one whose strategy is to retire
from poetry
that is to perform
the announcement
of her retirement
whenever
she is invited to participate
in a poetry reading
in the future
— we saw her do it
last week
at a poetry venue -
at sappho's -
it seemed hilarious
&
sensible
*
this afternoon
i shuffle
in my room's stasis
from flux until sunrise
to after desire
to heteronomy
needing a beginning
for a poem
i could
re-use some lines
from fake double sonnets,
free-associated
a while ago —
perhaps
not
making poetry
used to be
a partially secret life
not secretive
but private
*
the other night
at the reading
everyone
seemed to be under pressure
to be'experimental'
&
each to be differently'experimental'
from the other
to be cleverer
or wittier or funnier
or more cool
or just more far out
who's the furtherest ?
(isn't po mo over now
everything’s post po mo)
listening to the 'experiments'
i realised
there's nothing funny
about comedy
that misery can't cure
*
i found myself
lost
what is it
that i came here for again?
last week
at piccolo cafe
a friend recommended
'aesthetic trauma'
yesterday
someone told me
you don't look 70
you should try
growing up
hah!
i look 70
(70 + )
(fundamental)
make a distinction
between imagery
& reality
note
the special character
of human empathy
in interactive life
skin deep
in science
slurpees
&
the little book of calm
*
crude ‘bio’ solutions
non techno
a-scientific
air dropping
poisoned sausages
to kill feral cats
*
in the meatspace days
of home movies
& surround sound
you fell for
analog signals
twice too often
a little glitch
involving
a hyper modern
infomercial hack
&
you rejected
digital currency
&
design software
it was
all
retronymical
everything’s
different now
now
you
bluesky the content —
you just throw stuff
up on the storyboard
it’s insane it’s fast
it’s fun
&
short lines
get you
to the next day
evolution
leads to
(dingaling byways)
curled up
sort of spongily
little bit sleepy
on a quilted ottoman
*
ding-a-ling
friendly greetings
*
not a problem
you’re lying down
in
a state
art institution
*
his royal highness
watercolours
stuck
in an underlit corridor
between the foyer
& the toilets
in the toilets
the basin soap
dispenses
murky patchouli
*
this is the way
the portal works
*
drifting through
creaking parquet
*
free
screening theatrette
no advance bookings
no babes in arms
latecomers not admitted
*
prime time's
grotesque
flash back
narcissism
gives the script
an antic energy
gina lollobrigida
kept her films
in the fridge
solomon & sheba
next to dog food
beat the devil
with wilting celery
*
was
the limited theatre of thunder
the worst super8 film
ever ?
*
a few
stock phrases
ironic echo
watching
paint dry
no holds barred
rare sequel
tour de force
digital by-ways
*
crummy canteen
puky tongue
& hungry
could do with
an avalanche
of breakfasts
you know
her royal highness
duchess
pops her muesli
on instagram
(we are not
a muesli)
*
designeries’
semiospherics —
spots of blood
on toned hybrid
custom fabric
‘small mirror
large in imagination’
three purple
hair dryers
blow hot air
some kind
of modish
sculpture
exit feedback
win a trip to athens
in a dozen words
or fewer
tell us
about your visit —
on a scale
of one to ten
everyone loves
a greek fret
Pam Brown, a dedicated amateur, has published many books - most recently click here for what we do (Vagabond Press, 2018). She is a Sydneysider living on Gadigal land.