WAS my Blog (Hey! I’m not really a blog I’m a magazine - but not your usual sort of) Magazine. BLOGZINE. It's stopped being anything now, as of April 9, 2008.
But what is online stays online, and what's here is what happened while it was happening. The Chinese above, in Pinyin, is huānyíng, and it means “Welcome” and it’s meant. The girl (pictured) is my television lawyer, just in case. E&D is (or was) a mix of poetry & reviews and sometimes charmingly gentle rhubarb (sometimes with hot custard); it has a heart of rolled gold & the word ‘acerbic’ (is that related to ‘cynical’?) doesn't come into it. There are music reviews too, of gigs at the local music halls. This bit was on hold for a while because I was in China for two years, but now I'm not, though I'm going back soon. Anyway, everything here is all a kind of mysterious (I’d like to say it’s sensuous but it isn’t) zone of gentle & benign happiness (whatever the hell 'happiness' is), where headaches disappear & people are friends, & your shoes never need cleaning, & I hope you enjoy it.
This is a re-designed site, launched in October 2006. You can view the original website, and all the stuff published there, by clicking here.
Oh, & if you want to find out about my poetry, please go to my Home-From-Home which is a site almost as heavenly as this one.
E&D is no longer accepting submissions of work for publication.
Remember That I Love You by Kimya Dawson
Sample track: Loose Lips [Listen]
Kimya Dawson features heavily on the "Juno" soundtrack, a soundtrack that's as wonderful as the movie. This LP is ok, too. It gets a little trying in places, but it's generally ok.
Dig!!! Lazarus, Dig!!! by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Sample track: More News From Nowhere [Listen]
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There’s some interesting stuff lurking over at The Argotist Online, stuff that started out as a few responses to Neil Astley’s diatribe about the current state of poetry and which has now turned into a pretty decent bunch of things and thoughts from a range of people. It’s worth looking at when you don’t feel like reading poems which, if you’re anything like me, is quite often.
But when I do feel like reading poems a place I just discovered is ars poetica which is poems about poetry, which sounds exceedingly naff, but it’s not naff at all. Would I send you there if it was?
It’s vying for attention with 3by3by3 which is too complicated for me to explain (which means I can’t be bothered) but if you go there it all becomes clear. It’s kind of late and I’m not feeling very explanatory; it’s been a long and lazy day filled with nothing but doing nothing much in the company of a beautiful girl. Sometimes I think life is almost incomprehensible.
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