tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post6850936369055458779..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: Wooden Boy: Bus note 66Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-45323098485069325172013-08-15T04:35:59.030-07:002013-08-15T04:35:59.030-07:00Many thanks to everybody, any friend of WB is a fr...Many thanks to everybody, any friend of WB is a friend to us and a joy forever. We are honoured to have had the chance to put our Works to work on such high quality work yet again.<br /><br />Some decades or eons back, there was much talk about Poetry of Place. Less so of late. Now I think it's more about Conceptual -- or was it Apps? In any case it always seemed as elusive a thing as the Scarlet Pimpernel, this Poetry of Place. To paraphrase La Rochefoucauld's mot on the subject of love -- like ghosts, much talked about seldom seen. There were the articles, the conferences, the whatnots, and then... nothing.<br /><br />Perhaps it helps to have lived in a place all your life, to care for it fiercely. So that writing about it would become less a "project" (those require launches, or at least booty-laden dinghies I believe) than, like they used to say, a labour of love.<br /><br />Just so you know, this post may mark the launch of a cunning plan. (No one has a lunch or a breakfast these days, it must be a launch.) Let this plan be known as The Joe Darby Memorial Tour of the History of Industry.<br /><br />Next stop:<br /><br /><a href="http://tomclarkblog.blogspot.com/2013/08/lewis-w-hine-scotts-run-west-virginia.html" rel="nofollow">Lewis W. Hine: Scott's Run, West Virginia, March 1937</a>TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-18898320381535666082013-08-15T04:19:50.061-07:002013-08-15T04:19:50.061-07:00The forces of reconstruction appear to be overwhel...The forces of reconstruction appear to be overwhelmed by the forces of disintegration. "The storm forecasted" has been drawing closer for lifetimes. Great poem Wooden Boy. Great selection of images Tom.<br /><br />If only the cops in Egypt were mere statues.<br /><br />The human condition, collectively speaking, is not looking great.<br /><br />Some folks, however, are constructing magnificent new projects for what? The aftermath?<br /><br />I read in what little information is available that the leakage of radioactive water from Fukushima is really not very significant. The mildest sort of radioactive elements like tritium. The Japanese government has decided that at some point it will try to step in and take measures to stop the leak. <br /><br />A non-cataclysm, that is, the slow continuation of this process of disintegration, murder, war, machinization, alienation, poverty, theft, corruption of all things natural if ever there was a nature, may be worse than the Cataclysm. I wonder how my kids will be doing if the seas do not boil soon.<br /><br />I feel better now. I will cheer up and go about my day.<br /><br />Saludos,<br /><br />HarrisUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15235344408979987198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-8723909318474565482013-08-15T01:50:46.347-07:002013-08-15T01:50:46.347-07:00Another fine collaboration--kudos to the both of y...Another fine collaboration--kudos to the both of you.vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-86881660506947059042013-08-14T12:31:09.802-07:002013-08-14T12:31:09.802-07:00I think Vincent's right about the etymology. T...I think Vincent's right about the etymology. The term has been used increasingly as a perjorative over the last ten years or so. There's a lot of debate over here as to whether it's become little more than an expression of class hatred.Mose23https://www.blogger.com/profile/01100756913131511440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-22802005846633920262013-08-14T10:22:41.210-07:002013-08-14T10:22:41.210-07:00Just an note of interest, that word "chav&quo...Just an note of interest, that word "chav" apparently comes from the Romanes (Gypsy) language; it means "boy"VINCENT FARNSWORTHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09840705566779483677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-22332810270078597282013-08-14T09:57:48.168-07:002013-08-14T09:57:48.168-07:00Thank you, all, for your comments. And thank you, ...Thank you, all, for your comments. And thank you, Tom, for spending some time round our yard and coming back with those fitting images.<br /><br />Those disused factories: the grandparents of the kids with cues could have found work at the GKN factory. The ruins of community are just as stark. There's much held in common between Birmingham and Detroit.<br /><br />Birmingham's a favourite spot for EDL protests due to the large Muslim population here. The last one was particularly ugly.<br /><br />I like the Joe Darby statue very much. That shirt's the work of one brave Villain.Mose23https://www.blogger.com/profile/01100756913131511440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-45539195227656403782013-08-14T09:48:46.082-07:002013-08-14T09:48:46.082-07:00“The storm forecasted comes closer . . .” A fine p...“The storm forecasted comes closer . . .” A fine poem, this moment on the street. An epitaph for the damned, who wear their pain tattooed to their skulls.<br /><br />Devonshire Works. Not anymore.Hazenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13417573435195561519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-6882466379099971692013-08-14T07:39:08.116-07:002013-08-14T07:39:08.116-07:00Tom,
...The storm
forecasted
comes close...Tom,<br /><br /> ...The storm<br /> forecasted<br /> comes closer...<br /><br /> EMERGENCY EXIT<br /> TO OPEN<br />BREAK GLASS TUBE<br /><br />8.14<br /><br />light coming into sky above still black<br />plane of ridge, red-tailed hawk calling<br />in foreground, sound of wave in channel<br /><br /> that compared to absorption<br /> of that, view of that<br /><br /> present of what is, happens<br /> is sketched, makes it<br /><br />grey white of fog reflected in channel,<br />whiteness of gull gliding toward point<br />STEPHEN RATCLIFFEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12339481653546188412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-6112420959313729412013-08-14T06:56:04.555-07:002013-08-14T06:56:04.555-07:00the young girl
sitting alone
starring into her cel...the young girl<br />sitting alone<br />starring into her cell<br /><br />phone<br />as though she were<br /><br />holding-on<br />to something<br /><br />..... sacred<br /><br />& there are people<br />behind her talking to<br />each other : about the ruins ?<br /><br />Ed Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285310130024785775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-50020471585749379352013-08-14T05:21:17.603-07:002013-08-14T05:21:17.603-07:00Aye, mate.
How long will we go on sifting the det...Aye, mate.<br /><br />How long will we go on sifting the detritus for earthy images of beautiful decay?<br /><br />Detroit is now passing through hell on its way to--?<br /><br />Redemption?<br /><br />I reread the last chapter of Huckleberry Finn yesterday and tears came to my eyes. Huck leaving town to find his fortune in an immensity of emptiness. <br /><br />Here we are on the Edge.Curtis Favillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06213075853354387634noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-79642745700058747932013-08-14T05:02:07.600-07:002013-08-14T05:02:07.600-07:00This is fine and very powerful in every way -- the...This is fine and very powerful in every way -- the poem, the pictures, and the words which accompany the pictures. But so sad and depressing. I know we were a long way from the "summer of love" during the Summer of Love (I was discussing this with my daughter yesterday), but I didn't mind having the illusion then or being able sometimes to maintain it now. I guess if I have a favorite line it would be "all limned webs and flags." This fills me with despair, but I'll get over it as I move into the day (I hope). I guess the young man represents what I've heard Morrissey describe as a "beer monster." CurtisACravanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00315707533118640284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-53923263881941114342013-08-14T03:31:36.970-07:002013-08-14T03:31:36.970-07:00love this post! A real nice journey tracing connec...love this post! A real nice journey tracing connections from the High Street out to the back sticks. Michael Peveretthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17090710369630916194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-22129414415513796342013-08-14T01:32:17.628-07:002013-08-14T01:32:17.628-07:00I do love the way this highly original craftsman o...I do love the way this highly original craftsman off there in his West Midlands dumbfoundry sorts the nuts and bolts of a rhyme, that sadly abandoned and blasted feature of the millennial poetic landscape. <br /><br />It's almost post-post-industrial of him not to say extremely generous as well really.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.com