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Archaeology & Natural History of London - Future Work

I picked up these two books from Deptford Market for £1.50 for the pair. They are going to form the basis of my next sequence of poems. As the last was in the style of a scientific journal on pregnancy, the next will be in the style of a natural history journal about the origins of London's animals. I hope to create a series of mock-scientific sequences.

The second book was published in 1946. After seeing the date I abandoned my plans to redact pages with black marker to create poems. I couldn't ruin such an lovely old book. 

The first book is from 1972. I love the old black covered Penguins. So brutal, so 1970's.

Fragment of murderer's notebook, 1983

] beyond the singing rails [

] of the eastern line [

] the blinking flight of the butterfly [

] chewed by the cat [

(shivering) blackout poem #4

Fragment, 1457c [parts missing]

] ground parrot [

] coffee [

] & treasures of the mountains pull [

] revolving dias [

] into grain, into summer [

] ghost head [

(Nezahualcoyotl, 1457)

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w here is the e x i t
i nee d to g e t out
you saw me h a p
pening | i f e l l *
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fragment of poem for my unborn child.

flowering Chinese cabbage | my growing | vegetable heart

wondered through the burn | ing stomach & focus | the mind

because it is coming | the rest of everything | tightly wrapped cylindrical head

the yolk & anchor of it | the cross pollination & | small, delicate version

walking with her | sleeping with us | less commonly, the mandarin

pretended it was over

allegorically

the corners of the painting

unfinished

smudges pushed across

the centre

sketching the stars through

asylum windows

spinning plates in yonder corn field

bleeding out

fragment#525

] elephant [





] lover [

fragments of an interview

] sometimes i go
onto the patio &
crush the leaves
of the geraniums
in my hands
& smell them.
i don't know
why i do it [

Fragments from: The Natural History of Atticus, by Atticus the Elder (Book XIV, Chapter 55)

] any bee lost from the hive [

] a broken vase [

] of honey across the stones [

] under sunshine [

] will break the hearts [

] of insects & animals. Please see Lepidopterology [

] youngsters in the green [

Fragment of murderers notebook, 1981

] thimble sans thumb

I will lightening into life [





] rare & ocular.

Fragment, 1457b [parts missing]

] winged.

Before summer the seedlings [

] & of all grasses in the plains

these are the finest [

] drawn

across [

] purples & [

] browned around the [

] masts of ships &

sentried city walls.

Bring us to tomorrow.

(Nezahualcoyotl, 1457)

Fragments Of A Murderers Notebook, 1972

] pearls

& foals [

] in the fishing patch [

] by the Genesee [

] the strangled [

] brown the grass [

] pollen [

] inhaled by insects [

] its [

] growling firs & [

] following [

] protests.

Fragments from: The Natural History of Atticus, by Atticus the Elder (Book XIV, Chapter 54)

] growing through the stones [

] perfect examples of leaf [

] roots [

] crooked boughs [

] leavened bread for the fishermen [

] & the exiting of birds from the clouds [

] to swarm green bees before [

] the dust.

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i have an interview

this afternoon

& i just want to

read a book


about an all i] gator

or how to start a f i r e

in the wild | with a s t o n e

& a stick &amp:


or on the lives | of the saints < ! a / ! >


instead i will read

this job description

& work out what

to say if asked about my strengths

& my weak ] nesses


which are almost the same | really

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