Andre Bagoo's Blog, page 7
December 8, 2016
Pitch Lake life on another planet things we can’t explain ...
Pitch Lake
life on another planet
things we can’t explain
black tarpaulin
quicksand skin
sulfurous mother
times change
they stay the same
the lake won’t end
- Poems from Pitch Lake (Peepal Tree Press, 2017) in the latest issue of Vivek Narayanan’s Almost Island, alongside work by Jee Leong Koh, Jibanananda Das and much good company. http://bit.ly/2gklreN
November 27, 2016
Flying
after Olive Senior
light smoke how to dance
disco ball blocked by bodies
the sun eclipsed by moons
men growing like trees
in this club we leap
we do not look
yet look at me now Grandma
whatever I’m drinking it’s right
now I don’t care what Buju said
or the poet who called me buller
let our republic spread
above clouds—a dance-floor
of dreams
leap
like that time at your house Grandma
when walls disappeared
and he called me into the night
called me through the night
all through the gentle night
call, called to light—this sapwood
this heartwood no nails only bone
empty core mystery bark crackling
there is human flesh in me
in forest we
run deep
until trees no longer have meaning
Hurry up. Rain is coming. Let’s go.
there is a dance better than geography
he is a poem yet to be danced
Lay with me he says after the club
Grandma I’m not sick
I am love
no one tells you
there is no time without man
there is only bliss
we don’t need potions to fly
when we have this
- a new poem, written in response to Olive Senior’s short-story, ‘Flying’, from her collection The Pain Tree. Composed for a special reading in honor of Senior at Medulla Gallery, Port of Spain, Trinidad, on November 26, 2016, hosted by the NCG Bocas Lit Fest and Paper Based Bookshop.
November 22, 2016
Dreevaying in Belfast with Andil Gosine #cbeanqueervisualities...
Dreevaying in Belfast with Andil Gosine #cbeanqueervisualities #outburstarts #theatreofpluck #glory
November 21, 2016
"Till love exhausts itself, longs
for the sleep of words-"
for the sleep of words-”
- Carol Ann Duffy
@jamiebeardillustration From the ‘Coming Home’...
@jamiebeardillustration From the ‘Coming Home’ portrait session. #outburstarts (at Belfast, United Kingdom)
#Friday (at Soft Box Studios)
#Friday (at Soft Box Studios)
November 16, 2016
"Fire at my centre, burning since my birth
Under the pleasant flesh. Force calls to force."
Under the pleasant flesh. Force calls to force.”
- Thom Gunn, ‘The Geyser’
Belfast Nights. (at Belfast, United Kingdom)
Belfast Nights. (at Belfast, United Kingdom)
November 15, 2016
"Nothing remained: Nothing, the wanton name
That nightly I rehearsed till led away
To a dark sleep,..."
That nightly I rehearsed till led away
To a dark sleep, or sleep that held one dream.”
- Thom Gunn, ‘The Annihilation of Nothing’
