Archive for April, 2007

Dean J Baker - Horatio Says Not Me

Dean J Baker - Horatio Says Not Me

This poem makes me think of Laurence Sterne’s great comic novel, Tristram Shandy, in the deceptively frivolous last line of the poet’s denial in not having written the poem for someone special; all the statements of denial follow the well written verse of submission in the end - with the nonchalent tone of, ‘well actually I did’ which makes this poem a beautiful one to re-read.

This style of using satire to counteract a flow of denials is none so well expressed as in Sterne’s The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gent, whereby the hero allows the readers to doubt how much he can and do know about himself; in the case of this poem, about the emotions implied.

The novel is however, a thoroughly enjoyable read, of Tristram’s beginnings, which we only get to, in the 4th volume and which brings to mind Joseph Conrad’s Lord Jim where the descriptions take up much of the novel and readers’ imaginations.

The conclusion to Sterne’s novel though is, the readers are inert participants in the life of someone which wasn’t totally true and the serious underlying theme is that things aren’t what they appear to be - the difference in the way this novel tells us that, is in its consistent use of imageries which show a sense of disconnection and especially through the ploy of breaking off from the story, during the narration, to speak directly to the reader, which makes this novel probably the first of its kind.

As with Charlie Chaplin’s heroines, the camera’s eye is their friend, the desired effect being to make us active participants in the scene; we sense our ‘presence’ at the crucial moment of heightened drama - and are witnesses to the fate, sometimes fatal, of the damsels’ in distress and inevitably we become their accomplices.

This also brings to mind our literary conversation with other writers and in reference to

CRITICAL MASS: A Conversation with Anne McLean on:

http://bookcriticscircle.blogspot.com

Now the focus is on you and your thoughts.

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Featured Authors: Dave & Lillian Brummet on my BlogTalkRadio Programme Sunday, 29 April 07 at 9pm GMT

  

Featured Authors - Dave & Lillian Brummet: On my BlogTalkRadio - Literaryspot’s Reviews

Tune in on Sunday, 29 April 2007 at 9pm GMT (no need to convert the time as a reminder on the host page will say how many hours/minutes away it is to the start of the programme).

A very interesting night tonight - as I would like to ask the the two authors more about their views on the environment and ways to help local groups out as I belong to a local wildlife group which works on conservation land to protect the wildlife.

These two authors have been writing since 1999 and are the recipients of two Awards:
Environmental Award
Journalism & Media Recognition Award

Authors of:
Purple Snowflake Marketing - How to Make Your Book Stand Out In A Crowd (release date: June 30 Publisher: Twilight Times)

Trash Talk - An Inspirational Guide to Saving Time & Money through Better Waste & Resource Management ISBN: 1-4137-2518-X / ISBN-13: 978-1413725186

Towards Understanding - a collection of 120 poems on society, the environment & overcoming trauma. ISBN: 1-4137-9337-1 / ISBN 13: 978-1413793376

Websites:
http://www.sunshinecable.com/~drumit
http://www.myspace.com/canadianauthor
http://brummet.booktreasurehouse.com/
http://towardsunderstanding.booktreasurehouse.com/

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Critical Mass: Beyond Good & Evil at the London Book Fair

CRITICAL MASS: Beyond Good & Evil at the London Book Fair

When the term ‘evil’ is used in relation to ‘noir fiction’ I can only imagine a world where the protagonist is against the world and its colourful array of characters who grace their presence in an acceptable ‘light’ and are portrayed as living within society’s expectations - so in view of this, the ‘noir fiction’ has its context and so does the term ‘evil’ which could simply mean the protagonist playing the devil’s advocate and being seen as contentious. The protagonist is not often our ‘hero’ as we know them so anything against the ‘norm’ is considered deviant and hence not acceptable and sometimes we label such characters under a general label because we can’t quite place them anywhere. What then becomes of our character Healthcliffe in Emily Bronte’s Wuthering Heights?

Just an additional note:
J Freeman who posted this literary blog commented that, in quotes,
‘oddly, I think we were having this disucssion just hours before the events unfolded in Virginia.’
(unquote)

I also learnt from my father this Tuesday, that my brother’s wife who teaches in Virginia wasn’t teaching at that school - I send out my heart-felt condolences to all those parents who have suffered a most unwelcomed and deep-felt loss.

See also Coll’s Spot for this article and other reviews, art and literary works

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Anne McLean talks to Jessa Crispin

CRITICAL MASS: A Conversation with Anne McLean 

I have great admiration for writers who can translate novels written in another language into English and Anne McLean is one who has been acclaimed to do just that. It is sometimes difficult even to comprehend the theme in a novel written originally in English so the art of translating from one language to another is an extremely complicated one. I tried reading Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll in French but somehow the incidence of Alice going through the tunnel in an effort to find an opening to ‘reality’ got lost in complicated imageries which gave for me a new meaning to the term ‘adventures’.

For a poetical ‘conversation’ - ‘Horatio Says Not Me’ by Dean Baker, take a look at http://deanjbaker.blogspot.com/

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Sunny Morning

Sunny Morning
 A shrubbery path
catches the sun’s rays
‘til it moves on
 
Swing-wards
brushing lightly,
gently, I sense its touch
  Sensing the sensation
‘til it nestles
fleetingly
on higher grounds
 ©Coll B. Lue 

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Processed Body

Processed Body
  Hardly fulfilling, microwaveable TV dinners—           Chefs d’ouvre in
                  Packageable containers,
Fit for a perfectly flabless gym goer…
          Who pooh poohs famous actresses’ v
ideo efforts,
Even I can’t follow
           without
                       collapsing in a pool of
Feeble excuses – defending my dignity with hurt
                      Pride.  The flabby bits
swing sideways like a mammoth in
Pain.  Cholesterol deposits sitting
     on mounds of fatty substances
I wish to remain anonymous, for my sake.
         While the scales get cockier by the minute. ©Colleen Lue
Published in poetry monthly issue 54 September 2000

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Coming Soon

Two days before
and the model

becomes available
to a few
first
Two days after
and the modelis known
and the focus
of breakfast manners
The mother picking
up after the boys
one wanting more
software gismos
the other
business gismos
for tracking time
or else how do they
feed their hunger
for the next
instore model?

Only the mother
thinks straight
much to the boys’
chagrin
they can’t see why
they need evening
supper when
the gismos beckon
in their solitary
rooms
and they eat the
packet alive
before they
reach

the kitchen where food
stands cold and
meaningless
Their solitary
room awaits
as they become
zombie like
in swallowing
Only the motherknows how the greens
beat the gismos
only just
as they burp
Out in displeasure
 
©Coll B. Lue

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Easter Sunday

Easter Sunday is a day of reflection and that means everything closes down for the Easter Celebrations - except the local mini supermarkets where queues of shoppers reach more than two arms length just for a soft drink and potato chips/crisps - one mother said to her son, ‘Shall we brave it to the supermarket down the road? - they don’t have the sweets we want here’.

Easter Sunday

Easter Sunday shoppers cannot wait
For Easter Monday to begin – the
Supermarkets can’t help and shoppers
turn back disheartened, the local shop
smiling an Easter Sunday closure
and banking on more than chocolates to stay afloat.
 

The day hasn’t begun yet
but the Sun smiles

warmly where pews are filled.

©Coll B. Lue

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Easter ‘Slam’ Words - By Chocolate that’s Nice

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Easter ‘Slam’ Words – By Chocolate that’s Nice
 Yet and not yet the yet has it’s time
In due course in due, east or west
Neither either for the prayer together
In practice is far from a bother
To gather the siblings and adults
Together for a feast of gravied chocolates
‘Cos the dinner got lost in a mixture of dark and milk
Chocolate bunnies, chocolate yummies
Chocolate cocoa and forever loco
To the location of Easter feasts east or
west
Gravies best but not with chocolate bunnies
No funnies or gummies but yummy chocolate
For my tummy’s a yearning for chocolate on
Ice
Not in ice cream but on finger tips dipped
In smooth running chocolate to be
Savoured flavoured and devoured

Not on the table but in a room of yummy
Delights for the table’s too hard
And not given to the muse of a bard
Who wants to be loved for her chocolate
Poem simply put out as a selection
In due given the direction
To remember the Easter joys
On the mobile saying how Easter
Is seeing me
And whether I’ve got enough
Chocolate to last me the hour
For now without my teeth
Getting in the way
Of chocolate and a smile
For any that’ll stop by
And give my poem
A chocolate heart.
  In Galaxy Zillion
Chocolate Trillion Lights
In Verse, Can you taste me?
 ©Coll B. Lue

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Frontal Features

Frontal Features

I’d call a front
the main door onto you
the mirror face
the reflections, not timed.
I’d say the aspect of you
is an opinion
like the description of the elephant
of the unseeing

You – the gentle
Seen as a sensitive soul
Sometimes and for the most
Sensitive to your soul
 

Unveiled
seen when drink takes over
You
are unraveled

 ©Coll B. Lue 

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