14x21 cm, 16 pages, 250 gsm blue Strata cover, sewn with green twist. The cover design is based on a Huichole yarn painting,
ISBN 1 903090 10 5 Click here for Rupert Loydell's review of Interlude etc. (Rupert Loydell is publisher of Stride Magazine and Stride Books.) See below for extract. |
from Interlude:
I’ll go down
I’ll go down now
down to the people walking
talking face to face eye to eye
I’ll go down now tonight among them.
Hey — raghaidh mé síos ag lorg daoirse —
looking for locks chains impositions
writing listening taking note
25 years 25 years now
bottled up. Is raghaidh mé síos anocht.
Tonight. Look down there. Caught.
Pack of dogs — in the loneliness —
of —
of wherever you are & on the dot.
Fixed facade/cut stone & the hands on the big
(joke of a) clock — ha! — exact.
Tonight. I’ll go down tonight.
Is that thing depression? It’s a depression.
Or anger or both. Ó fanfad libh de ló is d’oíche.
Is beidh mé íseal, is beidh mé dílis
d’bhur snabsmaointe. The usual ABC. Know what I mean?
In the quiet in the mind
in silence
listen
listen to what is thinking
as it locks unlocks locks
That’s it. Things inside things inside things
inside is the world in discipline
& delight.
I’ll go down: tonight. Yes.
Tiny animate creatures connect. Proliferate.
This house; that star. Bless
the smoke
dispersing in the air.
Be desperate. Measure measure.
O fix sticks in the mud: decide. Stuck.
Raghaidh mé síos anocht.