Heh... well this looks like as good a place as any to post one of the
first poems of 2008 I'm tinkering with, one I call "Stopwatch".
Comments and critique are welcome, as I consider this a draft/demo,
and open for changes:
Stopwatch
My wayward muse,
I am still in the bewilderness.
Leave it to me,
A mute passing notes to a blind man.
Time has a demand - she's yelling
Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
The memories here are snow dust
Under the tiny glittering moon.
Time for Winterworld descending -
Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
Flaky leaves spin by me -
Past the ceramic building down below.
In front of a wet breeze,
I think its time to leave your smile.
Even if I am wrong,
Please sit by me for a little while.
Time to draw another picture,
Manufacture memories forever gone.
Somewhere on some red October morning,
We'll meet on that field, alone.
-Will Dockery
--
"God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
"Hasty Pudding" by Dockery-Conley:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
I don't understand what you mean by "this looks like as good a place
as any". I'd have thought some places more appropriate than others,
which is only reflective of how I think of course, but which lends me
to think that you may have thought this was a more appropriate place
than some other place, irrespective of your comment to the contrary,
i.e. that this looks like as good a place as any; which thought I had
being supported by the fact that you did indeed choose this place
specifically over any other, but more pointedly by the perception that
you chose this place over what might readily be considered the more
obvious choice of following the generally accepted procedure of
posting such a draft poem for comments and critiques to its own unique
thread.
I don't get the poem either; sorry. I'm not much of a critiquer, I
suppose.
I did notice that you misspelled it's in the line, "I think its time
to leave your smile."
hth
-hi-
Finding a series of commentary on "Will Dockery", and having a poem I'm
working with to gather some input on, it does indeed seem to be an
appropriate place to post it (the new thread begins on my newsgroup of
choice alt.arts.poetry.comments, with other related gtoups added to that).
> I don't get the poem either; sorry. I'm not much of a critiquer, I
> suppose.
Just a simple torch-poem, basically... thanks for the comment, though.
> I did notice that you misspelled it's in the line, "I think its time
> to leave your smile."
Thanks - the whole it's/its situation I've been grappling with for some time
I've been interested in seeing some discussion on, and until it is resolved
for me without doubt, I'm going to opt for the good old fashioned "it is"
for now, and that change has been made.
Perhaps you know of a good link that explores such apostrophe problems?
> -hi- wrote:
[ mercy snip ]
> > I did notice that you misspelled it's in the line, "I think its time
> > to leave your smile."
>
>
> Thanks - the whole it's/its situation I've been grappling with for some time
> I've been interested in seeing some discussion on, and until it is resolved
> for me without doubt, I'm going to opt for the good old fashioned "it is"
> for now, and that change has been made.
>
> Perhaps you know of a good link that explores such apostrophe problems?
Elementary school.
--
Cm~
"The greater the ignorance the greater the dogmatism."
- Sir William Osler
Shouldn't that have solved your repeated spelling and grammar problems, such
as your misuse of "are" for "eaten", then, Barbie?
"Children too free for the dangers out there,
you were a mother who took care of me,
and would feed us whatever you could find.
You shouldn't have ate that day, Vonnie Leigh."
-Barbara's Cat
"when everything digests just as it should.
Instead, they call when it's bad. Like after
you'd ate seven Soft-Shell Taco Supremes"
-Barbara's Cat
Heh... perhaps you were out sick the day the other children were taught the
correct times to use "eaten" and "ate"?
> -hi- wrote:
[ mercy snip ]
> > I did notice that you misspelled it's in the line, "I think its time
> > to leave your smile."
>
>
> Thanks - the whole it's/its situation I've been grappling with for some time
> I've been interested in seeing some discussion on, and until it is resolved
> for me without doubt, I'm going to opt for the good old fashioned "it is"
> for now, and that change has been made.
>
> Perhaps you know of a good link that explores such apostrophe problems?
Elementary school.
--
Cm~
"My ex-wife died. By the way, I made a video
starring me. Click the link below to see it."
- Will "Goober Duck" Dockery in mourning
Yeah, more or less... btw, since this thread on "Stopwatch" originates from
alt.arts.poetry.comments and later intersects into rec.arts.poems after the
fact, I've added that newsgroup, as well as a couple of other related
newsgroups, and restored to proper title as subject.
> Goober Duck Will "Bad Talent Hack" Dockery quacked:
>> Thanks - the whole it's/its situation I've been grappling with for some
>> time
>> I've been interested in seeing some discussion on, and until it is
>> resolved
>> for me without doubt, I'm going to opt for the good old fashioned "it is"
>> for now, and that change has been made.
>>
>> Perhaps you know of a good link that explores such apostrophe problems?
> Elementary school.
Cold.
Of all the places to be trapped!
~~
Arlon
Quite amusing, actually, considering Barbie's record of making hilarious
errors in spelling and grammar (there's a list in the archives of several of
them, Google "Barbara's Cat"+""harlet"+"advise"+"ate"+"breathe")... as I
replied to her "advise" earlier in this thread:
"...Shouldn't that have solved your repeated spelling and grammar problems,
such
as your misuse of "are" for "eaten", then, Barbie?"
"Children too free for the dangers out there,
you were a mother who took care of me,
and would feed us whatever you could find.
You shouldn't have ate that day, Vonnie Leigh."
-Barbara's Cat
"when everything digests just as it should.
Instead, they call when it's bad. Like after
you'd ate seven Soft-Shell Taco Supremes"
-Barbara's Cat
Heh... perhaps you were out sick the day the other children were taught the
correct times to use "eaten" and "ate"?
--
He attracted some attention --
and perplexed incomprehension --
but he Ain't Got Rhythm
so no one's with him
the loneliest thread-hijacker in town
(sorry, Irv)
> Even if I am wrong,
> Please sit by me for a little while.
>
> Time to draw another picture,
> Manufacture memories forever gone.
> Somewhere on some red October morning,
> We'll meet on that field, alone.
>
> -Will Dockery
>
> --
> "God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
>
He attracted some attention --
and perplexed incomprehension --
but he Ain't Got Rhythm
so no one's with him
the loneliest thread-hijacker in town
(sorry, Irv)
Thanks for taking the time to read and comment, OB.
Message-ID: <1449a628-b64e-448b...@i7g2000prf.googlegroups.com>
> I think its time to leave your smile.
Message-ID: <5bdc2$477e6b39$4c49bd7a$13...@KNOLOGY.NET>
> I think it is time to leave your smile.
--
Cm~
"It is axiomatic that Duckrish is anti-truth."
- Rob Evans
> > Time has a demand - she's yelling
> > Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
> > The memories here are snow dust
> > Under the tiny glittering moon.
> > Time for Winterworld descending -
> > Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
> > Flaky leaves spin by me -
> > Past the ceramic building down below.
> > In front of a wet breeze,
> > I think it is time to leave your smile.
> > Even if I am wrong,
> > Please sit by me for a little while.
> > Time to draw another picture,
> > Manufacture memories forever gone.
> > Somewhere on some red October morning,
> > We'll meet on that field, alone.
>
> > -Will Dockery
>
> Message-ID: <1449a628-b64e-448b...@i7g2000prf.googlegroups.com>
>
> > I think its time to leave your smile.
>
> Message-ID: <5bdc2$477e6b39$4c49bd7a$13...@KNOLOGY.NET>
>
> > I think it is time to leave your smile.
You responded to this post but didn't bother to read where -hi-
wrote:
"I did notice that you misspelled it's in the line, "I think its time
to leave your smile."
And I responded:
"Thanks - the whole it's/its situation I've been grappling with for
some time
I've been interested in seeing some discussion on, and until it is
resolved
for me without doubt, I'm going to opt for the good old fashioned "it
is"
for now, and that change has been made."
Try harder, Barbie.
> "Arlon Staywell" wrote
>> "Barbara's Cat" wrote
>>> Will Dockery wrote:
< snip questionable post editing >
>>>> Thanks - the whole it's/its situation I've been grappling with for
>>>> some time
>>>> I've been interested in seeing some discussion on, and until it is
>>>> resolved
>>>> for me without doubt, I'm going to opt for the good old fashioned "it
>>>> is" for now, and that change has been made.
>>>>
>>>> Perhaps you know of a good link that explores such apostrophe
>>>> problems?
>>> Elementary school.
>> Cold.
> Quite amusing, actually, considering Barbie's record of making hilarious
> errors in spelling and grammar
Will, you've deigned to reply to a message of mine. What change in
whose fortune might this sign?
Did any of your education or training encompass fair use standards and
techniques? Mine did, quite extensively. Some seem to come by it
naturally, but I am concerned about your editing of others peoples' posts.
They can seem quite self serving, to take the "fair" out of "fair use." And
I don't see how it can really help you when it is so obvious. People must
be thinking, "Does he really think we are so stupid as not to see that"?
I know I edit quoted material extensively, but I am supposed to be
trained in how to do that "fairly." I believe the recommendation for the
general case is to let the newsreader software handle the edit if you have
no training, and to use newsreader software established as consistent with
fair use, though by and large even the amatuers here seem to manage
considerable fairness on their own.
I know I said recently that in the United States we can "comment and
criticize till we turn fuschia, and don't need any C&C," but that was a joke
for people smart enough to get that.
Two wrongs don't make a right (Here I go with my old sayings again.) I
know others edit posts, and thankfully they do because it usually helps
spare the bandwidth. And I know sometimes others are unfair. Do you really
believe you should aggressively edit posts just because others have?
And why do bring up old mistakes others made when yours are new?
A person with the adoring fans in Shadowville and Parnello's you might
have shouldn't need to seek success so agressively and bitterly. Do I make
a good point?
I am sorry if it seems I am picking on you. I hope all the agressive
post editors learn something.
But on the topic of spelling, grammar and typographical errors, I am
reminded of my seat belt. I don't need to be reminded of my seatbelt most
of the time. I put it on automatically without thinking about it. I
suppose that could be dangerous, maybe I should think about it. But most of
the time I don't, it just goes on while I am thinking about something else.
Lots of things about driving are like that. I don't "think" about using the
turn signal, it is automatic. It can be so automatic that it comes on for
what is actually a bend in the road and not really a turn. That can be
embarrassing. On the plus side people give you more room after. There is a
bend in the road near my apartment that tricks people quite often because of
the way it looks as you approach from the distance. Thankfully I am immune.
This is what happens when intelligent people make typos. It means they
let their automatic responses handle the spelling or grammar. It does not
mean they consciously chose a wrong spelling or word. All of us are
especially prone to these errors when something makes special demands on our
attention. But we should all know that without me telling and I am sure
most here do know that.
My advice, if you want it, ignore if you don't, is to apologize when
someone finds a mistake. I usually do. And we should just strive to do
better in the future.
I neither need nor desire to go on about excuses anymore than I have
here.
~~
Arlon
I'm very familiar with "fair use" as far as the feclarayions of it in
parody and satire, yes, from both sides of it... having used it /and/
having it used against me.
> I know I said recently that in the United States we can "comment and
> criticize till we turn fuschia, and don't need any C&C," but that was a joke
> for people smart enough to get that.
Of course, the correct term on Usenet is "We don't need no steeenking
C&Cs."
> Two wrongs don't make a right (Here I go with my old sayings again.) I
> know others edit posts, and thankfully they do because it usually helps
> spare the bandwidth.
Exactly, as I've done with your "long winded" post here... and I
always take the time to cut out lies, libel and bullshit, particularly
repeated ones I've already dealt with.
> And why do bring up old mistakes others made when yours are new?
Why not? You love the tired old phrases, and the one about "glass
houses" fits in this case.
> A person with the adoring fans in Shadowville and Parnello's you might
> have shouldn't need to seek success
Nah, there's always enough room for more "adoring fans".
> I am sorry if it seems I am picking on you. I hope all the agressive
> post editors learn something.
No problem, Arlon.
Which brings up a question that the answer to has seemed obvious, but
worth asking, for the record: You're also the poster known as "Sick
Mind", right?
And if so, why do you constantly post, and then reply over and over
to /yourself/?
> But on the topic of spelling, grammar and typographical errors, I am
> reminded of my seat belt. I don't need to be reminded of my seatbelt most
> of the time. I put it on automatically without thinking about it. I
> suppose that could be dangerous, maybe I should think about it. But most of
> the time I don't, it just goes on while I am thinking about something else.
> Lots of things about driving are like that. I don't "think" about using the
> turn signal, it is automatic. It can be so automatic that it comes on for
> what is actually a bend in the road and not really a turn. That can be
> embarrassing. On the plus side people give you more room after. There is a
> bend in the road near my apartment that tricks people quite often because of
> the way it looks as you approach from the distance. Thankfully I am immune.
>
> This is what happens when intelligent people make typos. It means they
> let their automatic responses handle the spelling or grammar. It does not
> mean they consciously chose a wrong spelling or word. All of us are
> especially prone to these errors when something makes special demands on our
> attention. But we should all know that without me telling and I am sure
> most here do know that.
>
> My advice, if you want it, ignore if you don't, is to apologize when
> someone finds a mistake. I usually do. And we should just strive to do
> better in the future.
Which is exactly what I did when -hi- pointed out my recent mistake in
"Stopwatch":
-hi- wrote:
> I did notice that you misspelled it's in the line, "I think its time
> to leave your smile."
I wrote:
"Thanks - the whole it's/its situation I've been grappling with for
some time
I've been interested in seeing some discussion on, and until it is
resolved
for me without doubt, I'm going to opt for the good old fashioned "it
is"
for now, and that change has been made."
Thanks for the comments, Arlon/Sick Mind.
> Goober Duck Will "Bad Talent Hack" Dockery quacked:
>
>
>>-hi- wrote:
>
>
> [ mercy snip ]
>
>
>>>I did notice that you misspelled it's in the line, "I think its time
>>>to leave your smile."
>>
>>
>>Thanks - the whole it's/its situation I've been grappling with for some time
>>I've been interested in seeing some discussion on, and until it is resolved
>>for me without doubt, I'm going to opt for the good old fashioned "it is"
>>for now, and that change has been made.
>>
>>Perhaps you know of a good link that explores such apostrophe problems?
>
"Jimmy Dean's Pork Breakfast -- 'It's Great'!"
>
> Elementary school.
>
Haven't you hear'd? Like everyone else anywhere in the universe,
Elementary School /lie'd/ to him.
Now he will accept the credential's of no less an Authority than
the "Old School" of Apostrophe's.
--
-------(m+
~/:o)_|
Gresham's Law is not worth a Continental.
http://scrawlmark.org
>
> A person with the adoring fans in Shadowville and Parnello's you might
> have shouldn't need to seek success so agressively and bitterly. Do I make
> a good point?
>
G-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-l-l-l-l-l-l!
> Goober Duck Will "I NEVER EVER POSTEDIT" Dockery quacked:
>
>
> Message-ID: <1449a628-b64e-448b...@i7g2000prf.googlegroups.com>
>
>>I think its time to leave your smile.
>
>
>
> Message-ID: <5bdc2$477e6b39$4c49bd7a$13...@KNOLOGY.NET>
>
>>I think it is time to leave your smile.
>
"I think it is time
To leave your life of crime;
Slide away on your slime
And leave UseNet the dime."
-- Ira Gershwin, Rob Evans, etc...
"I think it is time to leave your posts unopened."
-- Vera, etc...
"I think it is time to leave your fifty on the dresser."
-- Dockery's Best Overrated Friend
"I think it is time for you to leave UseNet forever and don't come
back even one teeny-tiny little bit ever ever. Really."
-- God Built, etc...
"
j
f
"
-- gg, etc...
A fifty?!?
That "friend" ain't "overrated", her prices are!
I'd toss her a twenty, drop her out on the corner, and let her get her
own crackrock.
--
"God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
"Hasty Pudding" by Dockery-Conley:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
> Comments and critique are welcome, as I consider this a draft/demo,
> and open for changes:
>
> Stopwatch
>
> My wayward muse,
> I am still in the bewilderness.
> Leave it to me,
> A mute passing notes to a blind man.
>
> Time has a demand - she's yelling
> Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
> The memories here are snow dust
> Under the tiny glittering moon.
>
> Time for Winterworld descending -
> Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
> Flaky leaves spin by me -
> Past the ceramic building down below.
>
> In front of a wet breeze,
> I think it is time to leave your smile.
> > � � �My advice, if you want it, ignore if you don't, is to apologize when
> > someone finds a mistake. �I usually do. �And we should just strive to do
> > better in the future.
> Which is exactly what I did when -hi- pointed out my recent mistake in
> "Stopwatch":
> -hi- wrote:
> > I did notice that you misspelled it's in the line, "I think its time
> > to leave your smile."
> I wrote:
> "Thanks - the whole it's/its situation I've been grappling with for
> some time
> I've been interested in seeing some discussion on, and until it is
> resolved
> for me without doubt, I'm going to opt for the good old fashioned "it
> is"
> for now, and that change has been made."
It's a common mistake; one I'm sure to have made on more than a few
occasions. My understanding is that the it's that gets the ' is the
one that contracts 'it is'; and the its that doesn't get an ' is just
like his, hers, theirs, and ours that don't get one either. If you
think different, tell me. Beyond that, I can't imagine what kind of
discussion could transpire that would quiet your grappling mind, or
resolve your doubt on the issue.
Please pardon my saying that you don't appear to accept correction
well ... or at all even, given the example. What Arlon suggests, and
what you say is "exactly" what you did, doesn't appear in any obvious
fashion in the quoted text. I make no claim to being the sharpest
knife in the drawer, so maybe I'm missing some subtext, but the
exchange you cite does seem to provide additional support to the
observation previously made regarding how you tend to say things you
don't really mean.
Experience is wonderful; it shows you where you've been,
and lets you know when you've just made the same mistake again.
Mistakes can be a blessing, if you heed unto this call:
"Learn from those of others, cuz ya cain't make 'em all!"
-hi-
Yes, that makes whether to use its or it's pretty clear, and also
brings me to a confession that some things I countinue to do, even
after learning the "right way" I continue to opt for because it /looks
better/ to me. For example:
The correct way, as Stuart Leichter taught me:
"I do believe it is time for me to go".
is the "correct" was to quote, whereas:
"I do believe it is time for me to go."
/looks better/.
Or, another correction Stuart kindly pointed out to me:
Hammes's delusions, fantasies and lies.
I understand is the /correct/ way to make the statement, whereas:
Hammes' delusions, fantasies and lies.
"looks better".
I've been grappling with the it's/its problem for months, after years
of just going for the /better looking/, in my opinion, "its"... thanks
for calling it into question for me, since many/most folks don't have
the courage to point out such mistakes.
I really did/do appreciate your clear correction/explanation this
morning, and after some thought, I'll certingly correct the poem
accordingly as I revise and rewrite with it (the biggest period of
editing/revision will come when it gets to the point of working on it
with the musicians tomorrow night, and then later in the week taking
it onstage for audience feedback).
All that "said", do you see anything else constructive you think I
might do with the piece yet?
I'm currently thinking on how to work on the "A mute passing notes to
a blind man" line:
Stopwatch
My wayward muse,
I am still in the bewilderness.
Leave it to me,
A mute passing notes to a blind man.
Time has a demand - she's yelling
Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
The memories here are snow dust
Under the tiny glittering moon.
Time for Winterworld descending -
Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
Flaky leaves spin by me -
Past the ceramic building down below.
In front of a wet breeze,
I think its time to leave your smile.
Even if I am wrong,
Please sit by me for a little while.
Time to draw another picture,
Manufacture memories forever gone.
Somewhere on some red October morning,
We'll meet on that field, alone.
-Will Dockery
--
> All that "said", do you see anything else constructive you think I
> might do with the piece yet?
You could explain it to me. Start at the beginning. Assume I don't
know anything, which really isn't that far off the mark. I truly
don't even know what a "simple torch-poem" is.
> I'm currently thinking on how to work on the "A mute passing notes to
> a blind man" line:
> Stopwatch
> My wayward muse,
> I am still in the bewilderness.
> Leave it to me,
> A mute passing notes to a blind man.
I don't understand what it is you mean to say. Is "bewilderness" a
construction indicating the wilderness of bewilderment, or vice versa?
Who's talking to whom? Are you talking to your "muse"? Is your muse
the blind man? I certainly feel a sense of ennui emanating from this
piece, but that's probably just me.
-hi-
>Is your muse the blind man?
lmao
"He sure plays a mean pinball."
I'll give that a shot, although it would mostly seem redundant to
me... the specific questions maybe... the poem really makes no sense
at all to you?
If so, that's pretty interesting... anyway, a start, below.
> I truly
> don't even know what a "simple torch-poem" is.
Ah, y'know, poems just being songs (imo of course), the kind of poems
that people like Billie Holiday and Edith Piaf used to sing:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Torch_song
"A torch song is a sentimental love song, typically one in which the
singer laments an unrequited or lost love, where one party is either
oblivious to the existence of the other, or where one party has moved
on.[1][2] Singers of the pop vocal tradition are referred to as "torch
singers" when their repertoire consists predominantly of such
material. Torch singing is more of a niche than a genre, and can stray
from the traditional jazz-influenced style of singing, although the
American tradition of the torch song typically relies upon the melodic
structure of the blues. The term comes from the saying, "to carry a
torch" for someone, or to keep aflame the light of an unrequited
love."
Like /bewilderment/, defined below, really pretty simple, I'd say.
> > I'm currently thinking on how to work on the "A mute passing notes to
> > a blind man" line:
> > Stopwatch
> > My wayward muse,
> > I am still in the bewilderness.
> > Leave it to me,
> > A mute passing notes to a blind man.
>
> I don't understand what it is you mean to say. Is "bewilderness" a
> construction indicating the wilderness of bewilderment, or vice versa?
This guy does a pretty good job of defining the /bewilderness/:
http://deoxy.org/bewilderness.htm
"...I propose the notion of bewilderness. The primal meanings of
"bewilder" are now apparent. The amalgamation of "bewilder" and
"wilderness" in this new term possesses the advantage of restoring the
emphasis on the wild component of the former term. But the addition of
"ness" to "bewilder" also remains appropriate. Vest demonstrates that
the suffix "ness," in addition to expressing a particular state (e.g.,
sweetness, tiredness), originally denoted a "land" or "place." Hence,
as a term "bewilderness" reunites the two separated aspects of
"bewilder" as geographical dislocation and as a spiritual condition
[...] the words "will" and "wild" derive from a common etymological
root. For primal Europeans, nature was pervaded by a will force that
remained beyond their power to influence. What nature autonomously
willed became identified as wild. Wilderness then means "self-willed-
land" or "self-willed-place" with an emphasis upon its own intrinsic
volition... This "willed" conception is itself in opposition to the
controlled and ordered environment, which is characteristic of the
notion of civilization. While control, order, domination and
management are true of civilization and domestication, they are not
essentials of primal culture... Nature worship among primal Indo-
Europeans evidences a traditional theme of sacred natural places, free
from desecration by humans and their technology. Such sacred places
were wilderness in the deepest sense; they were imbued with will-
force,—willed, willful, uncontrollable—and with spirit. Thus, they
held about them a sacred mystery—a numinous presence. It is from this
tradition that the "will-of the-land"—wilderness—concept
emerges." [...] The Oxford English Dictionary (OED) provides two
definitions of the verb "bewilder": literally, "to lose in pathless
places, to confound for want of a plain road," and figuratively, "to
confuse in mental perception, to perplex, confound, to cause mental
aberration." It is my contention that as the notion of the wilderness
was forced to abandon its positive meanings and acquire negative
connotations, the originally unified meaning of "bewilder" was divided
into two partial definitions, whose connotations were then inverted.
Wilderness, as Vest avers, simultaneously denoted a location and a
condition: a state inhabited by willful, uncontrollable natural
energies. [...] wilderness areas (i.e., the vast totality of the
world) contained no paths or tracks—neither the roads of imperial
domination and plunder constructed by the Romans, nor the routes of
commerce carved by Islamic merchants. By definition, the wilderness
remained free from incursions by technology [...] The individual will,
subsumed within the will-of-the-land, no longer retained the power of
volition. Possessed by the wilderness, individuals eagerly became
vehicles for its sacred and ecstatic expression..."
He goes on and on, with plenty of /big words/, but if I don't have any
problem following it, I assume anyone else here won't have any,
either.
Great word, though, don't you think?
> Who's talking to whom? Are you talking to your "muse"?
Yeah...
> Is your muse the blind man?
No, that's the person the mute is passing notes to.
> I certainly feel a sense of ennui emanating from this
> piece, but that's probably just me.
Again, thanks for the comments/critique, and I'll get back with you on
explaining the poem, if any more is really needed. Meanwhile, I'll
repeat it for newcomers:
Stopwatch
My wayward muse,
I am still in the bewilderness.
Leave it to me,
A mute passing notes to a blind man.
Time has a demand - she's yelling
Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
The memories here are snow dust
Under the tiny glittering moon.
Time for Winterworld descending -
Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
Flaky leaves spin by me -
Past the ceramic building down below.
In front of a wet breeze,
I think it is time to leave your smile.
Even if I am wrong,
Please sit by me for a little while.
Time to draw another picture,
Manufacture memories forever gone.
Somewhere on some red October morning,
We'll meet on that field, alone.
-Will Dockery
"God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:
> lmao
Would that a diet of laughter could remedy a fat ass.
I've still got to go to the gym.
> "He sure plays a mean pinball."
How is that ... uh ... musing?
-hi-
"Arlon Staywell" wrote:
>Will Dockery wrote:
< ... >
>> Did any of your education or training encompass fair use standards and
>> techniques?
> I'm very familiar with "fair use" as far as the feclarayions of it in
> parody and satire, yes, from both sides of it... having used it /and/
> having it used against me.
I'll take that as a "no" so far as academic situations are concerned.
>> I know I said recently that in the United States we can "comment and
>> criticize till we turn fuschia, and don't need any C&C," but that was a
>> joke for people smart enough to get that.
> Of course, the correct term on Usenet is "We don't need no steeenking
> C&Cs."
>> Two wrongs don't make a right (Here I go with my old sayings again.) I
>> know others edit posts, and thankfully they do because it usually helps
>> spare the bandwidth.
> Exactly, as I've done with your "long winded" post here... and I
> always take the time to cut out lies, libel and bullshit, particularly
> repeated ones I've already dealt with.
Oh yes, well watch how this message ends.
>> And why do bring up old mistakes others made when yours are new?
> Why not? You love the tired old phrases, and the one about "glass
> houses" fits in this case.
It seems to me you failed to support this claim. I have no idea what
you mean.
>> A person with the adoring fans in Shadowville and Parnello's you might
>> have shouldn't need to seek success
> Nah, there's always enough room for more "adoring fans".
I suspect that will be quite true in your case for a long time to come.
>> I am sorry if it seems I am picking on you. I hope all the aggressive
>> post editors learn something.
> No problem, Arlon.
>
> Which brings up a question that the answer to has seemed obvious, but
> worth asking, for the record: You're also the poster known as "Sick
> Mind", right?
If I had to tell you, you wouldn't deserve to know.
> And if so, why do you constantly post, and then reply over and over
> to /yourself/?
Not that I have ever done that, but had I, perhaps art imitating life
would be the answer.
It seems most people repeat themselves when addressing you. I wonder
why that might be?
Are you denying that it was you who wrote, "Quite amusing, actually,
considering Barbie's record of making hilarious
errors in spelling and grammar (there's a list in the archives ..."?
Lies and malicious editing such as the above indicates occurred are
precisely what I was concerned over.
I was joking around with the BC perhaps trying to make you feel better,
now I see you didn't deserve it.
~~
Arlon
You'd be right. My experience with /fair use/ is strictly Real Life,
hands on experience... giving and getting parody and satire.
> >> And why do bring up old mistakes others made when yours are new?
> > Why not? You love the tired old phrases, and the one about "glass
> > houses" fits in this case.
>
> It seems to me you failed to support this claim. I have no idea what
> you mean.
So, you haven't been paying attention to the thread, where it becomes
perfectly obvious what I mean.
In fact, we'll get into the details a bit later in this post, I see,
scrolling ahead.
> >> I am sorry if it seems I am picking on you. I hope all the aggressive
> >> post editors learn something.
> > No problem, Arlon.
>
> > Which brings up a question that the answer to has seemed obvious, but
> > worth asking, for the record: You're also the poster known as "Sick
> > Mind", right?
>
> If I had to tell you, you wouldn't deserve to know.
Since you ("Arlon") only show up when "Sick Mind" and the other sock I
don't remember the name of right now shows up, then you begin replying
to yourself, the answer is obvious, as I wrote earlier.
I have no problem with it, I was just curious.
> > And if so, why do you constantly post, and then reply over and over
> > to /yourself/?
>
> Not that I have ever done that, but had I, perhaps art imitating life
> would be the answer.
Okay. Looked more like you were desperate to keep the thread from
being buried in the archives through lack of interest to me.
> It seems most people repeat themselves when addressing you. I wonder
> why that might be?
That's their problem, not mine...
> >> My advice, if you want it, ignore if you don't, is to apologize when
> >> someone finds a mistake. I usually do. And we should just strive to do
> >> better in the future.
> > Which is exactly what I did
>
> Are you denying that it was you who wrote, "Quite amusing, actually,
> considering Barbie's record of making hilarious
> errors in spelling and grammar (there's a list in the archives ..."?
Of course not.
> Lies and malicious editing such as <slap>
There were no lies, and certainly no "malicious editing", "Arlon".
Check the archives for yourself by Googling "barbara's cat" + "ate",
and you'll see just one example of Barbie's many spelling and grammar
mistakes... she made the same mistake twice, actually.
Or read back in this very thread, where I reposted the example.
> I was joking around with the BC perhaps trying to make you feel better,
> now I see you didn't deserve it.
Thanks, "Arlon", but I really don't need you to make me "feel
better"... feeling pretty good already, all things considered.
So, are you just here to whine about me, or will you be making
yourself useful and giving me some comment and/or critique on the
poem?
To save you some time, here it is:
Stopwatch
My wayward muse,
I am still in the bewilderness.
Leave it to me,
A mute passing notes to a blind man.
Time has a demand - she's yelling
Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
The memories here are snow dust
Under the tiny glittering moon.
Time for Winterworld descending -
Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
Flaky leaves spin by me -
Past the ceramic building down below.
In front of a wet breeze,
I think it is time to leave your smile.
Even if I am wrong,
Please sit by me for a little while.
Time to draw another picture,
Manufacture memories forever gone.
Somewhere on some red October morning,
We'll meet on that field, alone.
-Will Dockery
--
No, -hi- has been around for years, at least since around 2003, when I
first remember seeing his poetry and comments, both pretty
entertaining.
His poetry puts me in the mind of Shel Silverstein, lots of rapid-fire
wordplay, punning and rhyme, in my opinion some excellent, perplexing
work... I'm almost interested in seeing some of it again to go
stalking through the archives for some examples, or maybe -hi- himself
will post some samples... how about it, -hi-?
The name -hi-, if my mem'ry serves me well, has to do not with dope
smoking but rather his construction work on skyscrapers... since
someone asked about that at some point. Also, although it now is
missing, I remember at one point
-hi-'s (did I get that right?) photograph was on one of the poet photo
galleries, either Rik Roots' (I know that's wrong but "Roots's" just
looks "wrong" to me)
http://www.rikweb.co.uk/photos/rogues-gallery.html
gallery or on the defunct ones once run by PJR and Bishop.
Getting into all this, what was all this you were detailing at the
time about being in an election for a judge of some sort, -hi-?
Should we refer to you now as "Your Honour"?
> > All that "said", do you see anything else constructive you think I
> > might do with the piece yet?
>
> You could explain it to me. Start at the beginning.
After another cup of coffee or two, I'll probably give that a shot...
although much of it seems to be a matter of quoting lines and assing
"What he said."
Assume I don't
> know anything, which really isn't that far off the mark. I truly
> don't even know what a "simple torch-poem" is.
I explained that yesterday, does it make sense now?
> > I'm currently thinking on how to work on the "A mute passing notes to
> > a blind man" line:
> > Stopwatch
> > My wayward muse,
> > I am still in the bewilderness.
> > Leave it to me,
> > A mute passing notes to a blind man.
>
> I don't understand what it is you mean to say. Is "bewilderness" a
> construction indicating the wilderness of bewilderment, or vice versa?
> Who's talking to whom? Are you talking to your "muse"? Is your muse
> the blind man? I certainly feel a sense of ennui emanating from this
> piece, but that's probably just me.
Interesting (to me, anyhow) that just the /word/ ennui gives me a
sense of ennui... and takes me back to when I first saw the word on of
all places Lou Reed's "Sally Can't Dance" album, summer 1975 (who says
rock-n-roll isn't educational?) - and damn, talk about /ennui/ this
last week has been full of it, my Uncle Donell suddenly passed away a
few days ago, a true hero of Shadowville, and before and after the
funeral (turns out I was reminded that the graveyard he's now in,
along with my grandparents on my mother's side, Uncle Clarence, and
many more, is called "Shadowlawn", and it struck me that unconciously
this spot of childhood gloom and terror could possibly be one of the
roots of my creation of the alternate universe of Shadowville) I
wandered the cold streets of LaGrange, a place I've rarely visited
over the last couple of decades, but was my home through several
periods of time in the 1960s, and most importantly, 1978... and as
Brian Ferry once sang, "here it comes, that old ennui..." - passed the
old courthouse where I married my wayward muse, on the northeast arm
of the swastika shaped town square in February 1978, ate a hambubbah
at Charlie Joseph's (and the night before, some of the famous Roger's
BBQ), amazingly unchanged since at least the 1960s (and which deserves
a seperate thread someday), observed Mighty Joe's Pizza, a new place
to me but seems pretty settled in, and spent a while being nonplussed
by the series of overpass type roads LaGrange has slapped on top of
the original town, cutting the streets up strangely, and giving a
strange "can't get there from here" effect to an old-timer like me who
used to walk the streets: the funeral home was actually a bit of
trouble finding because of this, and even weirder, finding my house
behind the "big house" at 411 Hines Street was a a very cold, haunted -
almost desperate- experience... turns out that one of these new
highway-type roads cuts right through what was once the backyard-
field, and the railrod tracks that ran behind that are now all the way
across this eight lane travesty, forming what seems to be a completely
different section of town now -somehow-. Our little house has in fact
apparently been dragged up to now stand right next to the spooky old
plantation style mansion that's the actual "411" address, standing
silent and empty in the cold darkness.
Yep, the ennui is "so thick you could cut it with a sword".
Anyway, here's Lou's "Ennui", just for shits and grins:
Ennui
All the things you said
you thought I was dead
everything made me feel aware
Ah, you're getting old
you're doing things
you're losing your hair
All the things that you used to believe in
Turned out to be true
you're guilty of reason
You're the kind of person
that I could do without
Ah, certain kinds of money
would make you see
what it's all about
There's a first time for everything
And the first one's on me, don't you see
All of the things that your old lover said
well look at them
they jump out of windows
and now they're just dead
It's the truth, don't you realize
They live without any talent or fun
running out on the streets
balling anyone
It's the truth, It's the truth
Pick up the pieces that make up your life
maybe someday
you'll have a wife
and then alimony
Oh, can't you see
-Lou Reed (from: http://www.loureed.it/traduzioni/sally.html )
But I digress...
Of course not.
Thanks, "Arlon", but I really don't need you to make me "feel
better"... feeling pretty good already, all things considered.
> now I see you didn't deserve it.
Nor do I want it... now go back to your usual whining and silly
chattering.
You mean Eileen D'esterno?
http://www,myspace.com/globalheart
She's doing a jazzy torch singing gig at Ben's Chop House on Mondays
and Tuesdays, along with "Albany's Hottest Jazz Sensation" Jarred
Averett on piano and Gene Woolfolk sitting in with a little flute from
time-to-time. As she explained yesterday:
"...at this point i b'lieve i'll be doing some jazz singin mon and
tues eve at ben's chop house and there's a willy wonka tune medley
that would love a flute... how are you with jazz???
'come with me, and we'll be
in a world of pure imagination
Take a look - And you'll see - Into your imagination
We'll begin - With a spin - Traveling in The world of my creation
What we'll see Will defy
Explanation
If you want to view paradise -
...Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it -
... Wanta change the world?
- There's nothing To it
There is no - Life I know -
To compare with Pure imagination
Living there - You'll be free -
If you truly wish to be' "
Good song, thanks for placing "Stopwatch" with such a high level of
writing.
>> Time has a demand - she's yelling
>> Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
>> The memories here are snow dust
>> Under the tiny glittering moon.
>>
>> Time for Winterworld descending -
>> Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
>> Flaky leaves spin by me -
>> Past the ceramic building down below.
>>
>> In front of a wet breeze,
>> I think its time to leave your smile.
>> Even if I am wrong,
>> Please sit by me for a little while.
>>
>> Time to draw another picture,
>> Manufacture memories forever gone.
>> Somewhere on some red October morning,
>> We'll meet on that field, alone.
>>
>> -Will Dockery
--
"God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
"Ozone Stigmata" by Dockery-Conley:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Cool poem, Will...
Thanks, Chuck.
You know what would be funny? If you started a MySpace page and began
blogging there... then watch as all your obsessed stalkeds scurried
over. MySpace population would explode... heh.
--
"Mirror Twins" by Dockery-Fowler:
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvillealstars
"Ozone Stigmata" bt Dockery-Conley:
http://www.myspace.com/willdcokery
> Thanks, Chuck.
>
> You know what would be funny? If you started a MySpace page
I agree. That would be very funny indeed.
<snip>
--
PJR :-)
Yeah, it'd be funny to watch as all you obsessed stalkers scurry
Yes, I attempt to create my /own/ "pop culture"... and by most
accounts I usually nail that, if nothing else.
> as he can churbn
Churbn? Now /that's/ surrealism!
Thanks for the new addition to the English language, and the critique,
Dale.
--
"Mirror Twins" by Dockery-Fowler:
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
"Ozone Stihmata" by Dockery-Conley:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Good point, this bit is a bit overused, I suppose.
> > I am still in the bewilderness.
>
> A neologism fit for a writer on "Jeopardy".
Again, I hadn't realized how overused "bewilderness" is, these days.
> > Leave it to me,
> > A mute passing notes to a blind man.
>
> Ah! a sit-com idea no doubt: ala a new take on "The Odd Couple"?
I'm been thinking of doing some "sit-com" type videos of the local
characters for quite a while, now, actually... maybe mixing in some
sci-fi elements.
> > Time has a demand - she's yelling
> > Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
> > The memories here are snow dust
> > Under the tiny glittering moon.
>
> That "here" is so ephemerally drawn that "here" becomes ironic: there is
> no "here" there, and you can't get "here" from "there" (or even "here
> from here").
Yeah, seems we've discussed this before... I agree that the "here" in
the poem isn't clearly defined enough yet.
> > Time for Winterworld descending -
> > Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
> > Flaky leaves spin by me -
> > Past the ceramic building down below.
>
> A flurry of half-chewed motifs forming drifts against the storm fences
> of eternity. Where is the cocoa, and where are my gloves?
And a warm hat tonight, for sure!
> > In front of a wet breeze,
> > I think it is time to leave your smile.
>
> With those "shutdown" and frozen clocks one might wonder how you know it
> is time for anything
Time to jump off of the treadmill of timelessness.
> > Even if I am wrong,
> > Please sit by me for a little while.
>
> A tender pedophile's earnest request to his "wayward muse"?
You fantasize about child molestation much, Dale?
> > Time to draw another picture,
> > Manufacture memories forever gone.
> > Somewhere on some red October morning,
> > We'll meet on that field, alone.
>
> A call to re-ignite the invisible sterno cans of love?!
Perhaps!
Thanks for taking the time to read and comment, Dale.
--
"Mirror Twins" by Dockery-Fowler:
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
"Ozone Stigmata" by Dockery-Conley:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Hours of it, at least... as well as dozens of hours of video filmed
from 1997-2000 yet to be digitized and released.
> > > Stopwatch
>
> > > My wayward muse,
> > > I am still in the bewilderness.
> > > Leave it to me,
> > > A mute passing notes to a blind man.
>
> > > Time has a demand - she's yelling
> > > Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
> > > The memories here are snow dust
> > > Under the tiny glittering moon.
>
> > > Time for Winterworld descending -
> > > Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
> > > Flaky leaves spin by me -
> > > Past the ceramic building down below.
>
> > > In front of a wet breeze,
> > > I think it is time to leave your smile.
> > > Even if I am wrong,
> > > Please sit by me for a little while.
>
> > > Time to draw another picture,
> > > Manufacture memories forever gone.
> > > Somewhere on some red October morning,
> > > We'll meet on that field, alone.
>
> > > -Will Dockery
That you're one of the few people posting here more useless than even Barbie
Catshit?
"We know."
"The Poopsheet Shop specializes in mini-comics, art zines, fanzines,
underground comix and related curiosities from the '70s to the
present."
Here are comix by Will Dockery from the 1980s, and items by other
Shadowville creators:
SHAMAN #41
Primitive / art brut comix by poet William Dockery (Installation Punk
Out).
Specs:
- 4¼ × 5½"
- 8 pages
- condition is very good, complete and intact, no tears or markings
- published by William Dockery, 1986
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=725666
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/45de163181338_5160n.jpg
Inside page ("Redset"):
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/45de163c3f3cd_5160n.jpg
FRIED BRAINS #22
Poems and comix in the primitive style of William Dockery (Shaman,
Karpet
King).
Specs:
- 4¼ × 5½"
- 8 pages
- condition is very good, complete and intact, no tears or markings
- published by Clay Geerdes' Comix Wave, 1986
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=867632
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/4628002fb740d_5160n.jpg
INSTALLATION (PUNK OUT):
http://covergallery.poopsheetfoundation.com/covergallery/index.php?tw...
JOHN JONES' QUARTERLY #1
Poetry by William Dockery (Shaman), paintings and drawings by John
Jones
(Retros).
Condition is excellent.
Published by Red Tiger Press, 1986.
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=278686
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/44b6861a441d2_5160n.jpg
SHAMAN #53
Artwork and poetry by George Sulzbach, Andrew Roller and others.
This item comes from the collection of Dale Lee Coovert AKA artist
Andy
Nukes.
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=805746
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/46086b53bed92_5160n.jpg
Specs:
- 4¼ × 5½"
- 8 pages
- condition is very good, complete and intact, no tears or markings
- published by Andrew Roller, 1995
*** Thru Black Holes Comix publisher/artist Michael Roden has recently
been
diagnosed with colon cancer and will need some help paying medical
bills.
100% of all proceeds from this item will go to the artist. For more
info on
this benefit, please go to http://rickbradford.livejournal.com/89049.html
(copy and paste). ***
BODEEN #2
Bodeen is sort of an obnoxious biker sort of fellow. Lowbrow humor by
G.
Sulzbach.
Condition is very good.
Published by GJ Sulzbach, 1987.
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=245434
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/447a3269ebfe3_5160n.jpg
RETROS #5
Non-sequitur comics and illustrations by John Jones.
Specs:
- 4¼ × 5½"
- 8 pages
- condition is good
- published by Clay Geerdes' Comix Wave, 1986
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=236812
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/4469197eab175_5160n.jpg
RETROS #3:
http://covergallery.poopsheetfoundation.com/covergallery/index.php?tw...
RETROS #4:
http://covergallery.poopsheetfoundation.com/covergallery/index.php?tw...
TOPICAL STUDIES #12
Rick Howe's well written zine focusing on mini-comics. This issue
includes
an indepth (three pages) review of Troy Hickman's Tales of the
Pathetic Club
series, about five pages of shorter reviews, a healthy letters
section
(discussing more than comics), artwork by Howe, Jeff Zenick, Michael
R. Neno
and Larry Johnson, and more.
This item comes from the collection of Dale Lee Coovert AKA artist
Andy
Nukes.
Specs:
- 5½ × 8½"
- 48 pages
- condition is very good, complete and intact, no tears or markings
- published by Rick Howe, 1995
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=810542
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/460ae89956170_5160n.jpg
No doubt... with all of you Chuckles-obsessives flocking to his "friends"
list.
--
"Will Dockery...The authority which derives from having recorded the
/definitive/ version of "Zaaoorrooo", with that matchless delivery for which
it is rightly famous."
-Gerard Ian Lewis
"Mirror Twins" by Dockery-Fowler:
"The Poopsheet Shop specializes in mini-comics, art zines, fanzines,
underground comix and related curiosities from the '70s to the present."
Here are comix by Will Dockery from the 1980s, and items by other
Shadowville creators:
SHAMAN #41
Primitive / art brut comix by poet William Dockery (Installation Punk Out).
(For Gerard Lewis, /brut/ & /primitive/ art defined, as well as /outsider
art/ and similar terms):
http://encyclopedia.thefreedictionary.com/outsider+art
French artist Jean Dubuffet was particularly struck by Bildnerei der
Geisteskranken and began his own collection of such art, which he called Art
Brut or Raw Art. In 1948 he formed the Compagnie de l'Art Brut along with
other artists including André Breton. The collection he established became
known as the Collection de l'Art Brut. It contains thousands of works and is
now permanently housed in Lausanne, Switzerland.
Dubuffet characterized Art Brut as:
"Those works created from solitude and from pure and authentic creative
impulses - where the worries of competition, acclaim and social promotion do
not interfere - are, because of these very facts, more precious than the
productions of professions. After a certain familiarity with these
flourishings of an exalted feverishness, lived so fully and so intensely by
their authors, we cannot avoid the feeling that in relation to these works,
cultural art in its entirety appears to be the game of a futile society, a
fallacious parade." - Jean Dubuffet. Place à l'incivisme (Make way for
Incivism). Art and Text no.27 (Dec. 1987 - Feb 1988). p.36
Dubuffet argued that 'culture', that is mainstream culture, managed to
assimilate every new development in art, and by doing so took away whatever
power it might have had. The result was to asphyxiate genuine expression.
Art Brut was his solution to this problem - only Art Brut was immune to the
influences of culture, immune to being absorbed and assimilated, because the
artists themselves were not willing or able to be assimilated.
[...]
Art Brut: Raw art, 'raw' in that it has not been through the 'cooking'
process: the art world of art schools, galleries, museums. Originally art by
psychotic individuals who existed almost completely outside culture and
society. Strictly speaking it refers only to the Collection de l'Art Brut.
Neuve Invention: Used to describe artists who, although marginal, have some
interaction with mainstream culture. They may be doing art part-time for
instance. The expression was coined by Dubuffet too; strictly speaking it
refers only to a special part of the Collection de l'Art Brut.
Folk art: Folk art originally suggested crafts and decorative skills
associated with peasant communities in Europe - though presumably it could
equally apply to any indigenous culture. It has broadened to include any
product of practical craftsmanship and decorative skill - everything from
chain-saw animals to hub-cap buildings. A key distinction between folk and
outsider art is that folk art typically embodies traditional forms and
social values, where outsider art stands in some marginal relationship to
society's mainstream.
Marginal Art/Art Singulier: Essentially the same as Neue Invention; refers
to artists on the margins of the art world.
Visionary art/Intuitive art: Raw Vision Magazine's preferred general terms
for Outsider Art. It describes them as deliberate umbrella terms. However
Visionary Art unlike other definitions here can often refer to the subject
matter of the works, which includes images of a spiritual or religious
nature. Intuitive art is probably the most general term available. The
American Visionary Art Museum in Baltimore, Maryland is dedicated to the
collection and display of such artwork.
Naïve Art: Another grey area. Untrained artists who aspire to "normal"
artistic status, i.e. they have a much more conscious interaction with the
mainstream art world than do Outsider Artists.
Visionary environments: Buildings and sculpture parks built by visionary
artists - range from decorated houses, to large areas incorporating a large
number of individual sculptures with a tightly associated theme. Examples
include Watts Towers by Simon Rodia, and The Palais Ideal by Ferdinand
Cheval.
Irrealism: Nelson Goodman
Art extraordinary: Defined by Joyce Laing as "visionary imagery inspired
directly from the unconscious", Art Extraordinary is a term used to describe
the art she has discovered while working as an art therapist with prisoners
and the mentally ill around Scotland. Laing chose to move away from the term
"Outsider Art" because she felt that referring to these people as
"Outsiders" is not only politically incorrect, but that the term "Outsider
Art" itself is left too open for interpretation.
And so on.
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=725666
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/45de163181338_5160n.jpg
FRIED BRAINS #22
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=867632
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/4628002fb740d_5160n.jpg
JOHN JONES' QUARTERLY #1
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=278686
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/44b6861a441d2_5160n.jpg
SHAMAN #53
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=805746
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/46086b53bed92_5160n.jpg
BODEEN #2
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=245434
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/447a3269ebfe3_5160n.jpg
RETROS #5
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=236812
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/4469197eab175_5160n.jpg
RETROS #3:
http://covergallery.poopsheetfoundation.com/covergallery/index.php?tw...
RETROS #4:
http://covergallery.poopsheetfoundation.com/covergallery/index.php?tw...
TOPICAL STUDIES #12
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=810542
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/460ae89956170_5160n.jpg
--
"...Will Dockery...The authority which derives from having recorded the
No, the site isn't at http://www.myspace.com/primitive.
No, but the description is "primitive/brut art".
>The address
given is actually http://www.myspace.com/poopsheet .
"Poop": http://www.answers.com/topic/poop
poop3 (pūp)
n. Slang.
Inside information: She gave me all the poop on the company party.
[Origin unknown .]
Poop
A slang term often used to describe people with insider information.
Will Dockery comix from the 1980s
Poopsheet small press comix & zine history & archives:
http://www.myspace.com/poopsheet
"The Poopsheet Shop specializes in mini-comics, art zines, fanzines,
underground comix and related curiosities from the '70s to the
present."
Here are comix by Will Dockery from the 1980s, and items by other
Shadowville creators:
SHAMAN #41
Primitive / art brut comix by poet William Dockery (Installation Punk
Out).
Specs:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=725666
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/45de163181338_5160n.jpg
FRIED BRAINS #22
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=867632
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/4628002fb740d_5160n.jpg
INSTALLATION (PUNK OUT):
http://covergallery.poopsheetfoundation.com/covergallery/index.php?tw...
JOHN JONES' QUARTERLY #1
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=278686
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/44b6861a441d2_5160n.jpg
SHAMAN #53
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=805746
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/46086b53bed92_5160n.jpg
medical bills.100% of all proceeds from this item will go to the
artist. For more info on this benefit, please go to
http://rickbradford.livejournal.com/89049.html
(copy and paste). ***
BODEEN #2
Bodeen is sort of an obnoxious biker sort of fellow. Lowbrow humor by
G. Sulzbach.
Condition is very good.
Published by GJ Sulzbach, 1987.
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=245434
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/447a3269ebfe3_5160n.jpg
RETROS #5
Non-sequitur comics and illustrations by John Jones.
Specs:
- 4¼ × 5½"
- 8 pages
- condition is good
- published by Clay Geerdes' Comix Wave, 1986
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=236812
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/4469197eab175_5160n.jpg
RETROS #3 (pencils: John E Jones, inks: Will Dockery)
http://covergallery.poopsheetfoundation.com/covergallery/index.php?tw...
RETROS #4: (pencils: John E Jones, inks: PD Wilson)
http://covergallery.poopsheetfoundation.com/covergallery/index.php?tw...
TOPICAL STUDIES #12
Rick Howe's well written zine focusing on mini-comics. This issue
includes an indepth (three pages) review of Troy Hickman's Tales of
the Pathetic Club series, about five pages of shorter reviews, a
healthy letters section (discussing more than comics), artwork by
Howe, Jeff Zenick, Michael R. Nenoand Larry Johnson, and more.
This item comes from the collection of Dale Lee Coovert AKA artist
AndyNukes.
Specs:
- 5½ × 8½"
- 48 pages
- condition is very good, complete and intact, no tears or markings
- published by Rick Howe, 1995
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=810542
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/460ae89956170_5160n.jpg
Thanks for the interest, Gerard... and for showing your cluelessness.
>The address
given is http://www.myspace.com/poopsheet .
Yes:
"...The Poopsheet Shop specializes in mini-comics, art zines and other
self-published items of curiosity. I've been involved in the mini-comics
scene for over 20 years and Poopsheet has been around, in one form or
another, since 1993... mini-comics, underground comix, art comics, newave
comix, alternative comics, small press comics, Comix World, Comix Wave, Dada
Gumbo Press, Thru Black Holes Comix, art brut, ugly art, Paper Rodeo, Fort
Thunder, minicomics, minicomix..."
Thanks for bringing it up, though, Gerard... you're a great promotional
/tool/.
(Look that up)
"Poop": http://www.answers.com/topic/poop
[Origin unknown .]
http://www.myspace.com/poopsheet
SHAMAN #41
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=725666
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/45de163181338_5160n.jpg
FRIED BRAINS #22
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=867632
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/4628002fb740d_5160n.jpg
INSTALLATION (PUNK OUT):
http://covergallery.poopsheetfoundation.com/covergallery/index.php?tw...
JOHN JONES' QUARTERLY #1
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=278686
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/44b6861a441d2_5160n.jpg
SHAMAN #53
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=805746
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/46086b53bed92_5160n.jpg
BODEEN #2
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=245434
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/447a3269ebfe3_5160n.jpg
RETROS #5
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=236812
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/4469197eab175_5160n.jpg
TOPICAL STUDIES #12
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/product.php?pid=810542
Cover scan:
http://poopsheet.ecrater.com/5160/460ae89956170_5160n.jpg
"Ozone Stigmata" by Will Dockery-Henry Conley (video):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bxfl_7KvFcc
"The Ride (Combat Zone)" by Will Dockery-Dennis Beck:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bxfl_7KvFcc
> > > >"Gerard Ian Lewis" wrote:
>
> > > >>the authority which
> > > >>derives from having recorded the /definitive/ version of
>"Zaaoorrooo",
> > > >>with that matchless delivery for which it is rightly famous:
>
> > > >"Zorro" by Dockery/Benders/Conley:
> > > >http://web.archive.org/web/*/http://www.kannibaal.nl/zorro.mp3
>
> > > >"In my opinion Will Dockery is easily one of the most authentic
American
> > > >poets around. A real coffeehouse poet who is not scared of mingling
some
> > > >real American elements such as country music into his
> > > >poetry. Whileas you just try to appear as European as possible with
all
> > your
> > > >sucking up to 80 year old European surrealists." -M.H.Benders
>
> > > > Truth: I nailed your lackluster "performance" recording of your drab
> > > > chopped-up-prose poem, and honestly (constructively) described your
> > > > whistle-lisping garble in which you sound like a stroke victim:
>
> > > > (Rob "Mushmouth" Evans performance
>
> > > recording)http://www.bbc.co.uk/berkshire/stage/poets/robevanspoem.ram
>
> > > I've always posted the link, where the blurbles of mush and
> > > whistling-lisp can be clearly heard.
>
> > > If you claim not to hear that, then /you/ are lying.
>
> > If you like Mushmouth's whistle-lisping "poetry" (really just
> > chopped-up-prose which many of your type would declare 'not a poem'),
then
> > /that/ is your opinion.
>
> > If you you deny that Mushmouth's performance isn't filled with
gunkmouthed
> > whistle-lisping, then you deny a /fact/ that can be heard by anyone who
> > plays the Mp3.
Thanks for what passes for comment and/or critique from you, Gary.
--
"Will Dockery...The authority which derives from having recorded the
/definitive/ version of "Zaaoorrooo", with that matchless delivery for which
it is rightly famous."
-Gerard Ian Lewis
"Mirror Twins" by Dockery-Fowler:
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
"Ozone Stigmata" by Will Dockery-Henry Conley (video):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bxfl_7KvFcc
Just can't get those secret gay fantasies out of your head, can you,
Uncle Hammes?
Oh, wait, they ain't /secret/ no more... heh.
Anyway, back on topic, some other interesting bits from the Google
archives on my comix history:
"...The Who's Who of American Comic Books is a database designed to
document
the careers of people who have contributed to or supported the
publication
of original material in U.S. comic books in the years 1928-99. It is
not a
checklist, but rather a resume of a person's creative career. Each
resume
covers not only a person's comics career, but as much information as
could
be located about his/her other creative and professional work in
advertising, prose, TV, animation, syndication, and other sister
fields and
professions. The scope of the Who's Who includes anyone known to have
contributed directly to or supported the field of original U.S. comic
books.
The goal is to cover the careers of people creating original American
comic
books, but there is one exception. Since the 1970s, the works of many
foreign comics artists and writers have received wide distribution in
the
United States. These contributions have greatly influenced the
American
industry. Many of these artists and writers have gone on to create
original
material directly for U.S. audiences. The Who's Who attempts to
document
this major development by including their careers in this database.
Many
reprints have appeared in abundance since this project began. Some of
the
more notable of these collections and reprints have been included here
in
order to give a feel for how a creator's work has been received and
remembered. No effort was made to serve the function of a complete
checklist. The database also attempts to cover the small press and
alternative publishers of comic books that have received distribution
in the
United States..."
Name Category Credit Tenure[hide]
DOCKERY, WILLIAM
WILLIAM DOCKERY
DEMON HOUSE THEATRE~ (publ/ed/wr/pen/ink/) c1990 > 90
GEON~ (publ/ed/wr/pen/ink/) c1990 > 90
WILLIAM DOCKERY
Name and vital stats
WILLIAM DOCKERY [small press]
Title published
DEMON HOUSE THEATRE c1990 > 90
GEON c1990 > 90
Demon House Theatre:
http://zinewiki.com/index.php?title=Image:Demon_House_Theatre.jpg
--
Bradford's title was also a play on the then-dominant reviewzine for
small press/zines of the era, Factsheet Five,
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Factsheet_Five
"...Factsheet Five was a periodical consisting almost exclusively of
short reviews of privately produced printed matter along with contact
details of the editors and publishers.
In the 1980s and early 1990s, its comprehensive reviews (literally
thousands in each issue), made it the most important publication in
its field, heralding the wider spread of what would eventually be
called fanzine or zine culture. Before the adoption of the web & e-
mail beginning around 1994, publications such as Factsheet Five formed
a vital directory for connecting people of like-mind.
(Compare to the periodical Sound Choice in the cassette culture.)
The magazine was originally published in 1982 by Mike Gunderloy on a
spirit duplicator in his bedroom while he lived in an Alhambra,
California slanshack. The original focus was science fiction fanzines
(the title comes from a short story by science fiction author John
Brunner). Gunderloy later moved to Rensselaer, New York, where he
continued to publish. By 1987, he was running a zine BBS, one of the
first associated with an underground publication.[3] In 1990, Cari
Goldberg Janice and (briefly) Jacob Rabinowitz joined as co-editors.
[4] Gunderloy quit publishing Factsheet Five following the completion
of Issue #44 in 1991.[2] Hudson Luce resumed publishing with Issue
#45, after which R. Seth Friedman published the magazine in San
Francisco until 1998..."
and with "poop" being a slang for obscure "facts", it makes sense in
context:
>"Poop": http://www.answers.com/topic/poop
>
>poop3 (pup)
>n. Slang.
>Inside information: She gave me all the poop on the company party.
>
>[Origin unknown .]
>
>Poop
>A slang term often used to describe people with insider information.
http://www.myspace.com/poopsheet
The Poopsheet Shop specializes in mini-comics, art zines and other
self-published items of curiosity. I've been involved in the mini-
comics scene for over 20 years and Poopsheet has been around, in one
form or another, since 1993. Interests: mini-comics, underground
comix, art comics, newave comix, alternative comics, small press
comics, Comix World, Comix Wave, Dada Gumbo Press, Thru Black Holes
Comix, art brut, ugly art, Paper Rodeo, Fort Thunder, minicomics,
minicomix.
--
"Wobble" by Dockery-Conley (video):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVIF2-qWIUc
"Last Dream Today" by Dockery-Mallard (video):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GSpYx8sSFP0
> --
> David Goldfarb |"Given enough time and the right audience,
> gold...@ocf.berkeley.edu | the darkest of secrets scum over into
> gold...@csua.berkeley.edu | mere curiosities."
> | -- Neil Gaiman, _Sandman_ #53
Thanks, Chuck.
--
Fadeaway Encounter (Mp3) by Dockery-Conley:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
<snip>
Why does anyone, Peter?
As I've stated many times, /my/ reason is to cut the bullshit and lies and
set the record straight, as in the current post.
If you got a haircut, sobered up and found a job?
> If you started a MySpace page and began
> blogging there... then watch as all your obsessed stalkeds scurried over.
> MySpace population would explode... heh.
Your paranoia and ego disgust me, Drunkerty.
Then you shouldn't post at all.
Exlains why you still haven't posted that ''music'' that you claimed was
''so much better'' than mine two years ago...
...oh, right... you later admitted that you were lying and that you'd never
even been abble to write a song.
>
> Heh... well this looks like as good a place as any to post one of the
> first poems of 2008 I'm tinkering with, one I call "Stopwatch".
>
[I posted this critique in another thread, and then found this thread
beginning with it in aapc; hence a repeat, in case you missed the
other.]
> Comments and critique are welcome, as I consider this a draft/demo,
> and open for changes:
>
And not a bad one, either. It looks to me like you're making a serious
effort to improve, and I hope you'll take my suggestions as helping in
that.
> Stopwatch
> My wayward muse,
> I am still in the bewilderness.
> Leave it to me,
> A mute passing notes to a blind man.
A bit worn and humdrum; but that's OK; it reads like someone working
up to something, verbally feeling his way. 'My wayward muse' verges
on cliche, while OTH 'bewilderness' is strikingly unique. I think it
would be stronger to invert those first two lines: "I am still in the
bewilderness, / my wayward muse."
> Time has a demand - she's yelling
> Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
> The memories here are snow dust
> Under the tiny glittering moon.
I'd go for active present-tense verbs in the first line. "Time demands
- she yells" or a variant. (If that doesn't mess up your rhythm: I
don't see a meter, but you could be using a musical rhythm that I'm
overlooking.) In the fourth, I'd look for another word than 'tiny' -
that word reminds me of helplessness and powerlessness. Unfortunately,
most of the synonyms for small have that connotation: the only one I
can think of that doesn't is "glittering dwarf moon."
> Time for Winterworld descending -
> Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
> Flaky leaves spin by me -
> Past the ceramic building down below.
I liked 'Winterworld' - that may not be original, but it was new to
me. I don't think you need 'me' in the third line.
> In front of a wet breeze,
> I think it is time to leave your smile.
> Even if I am wrong,
> Please sit by me for a little while.
TTHYWMS. 'It is time to leave' + 'please sit by me'. I like the switch
here, from the surroundings to the relationship, bringing in a
flesh&blood woman as your muse; but I think you should rework the
whole stanza. Go a bit deeper, and say what you'd really want to tell
her in a situation like this; even if it's something that you'd be
embarrassed to say in real life.
> Time to draw another picture,
> Manufacture memories forever gone.
> Somewhere on some red October morning,
> We'll meet on that field, alone.
> - Will Dockery
I'd look for a synonym for 'manufacture' - 'fabricate' ' construct'
'create'? And if you make them, they're not 'forever gone.' Look for
the *precise^ verbal analogue: 'too soon gone'?
And what field is 'that field'? You haven't mentioned a field. That
line would be a great ending if only it referred to wher$e you are now
- "here", IOW - you'll meet here again. I would suggest "Under that
moon, alone". You could also use "In Winterworld alone," since I think
that's a great word - but there's a danger: each time a word is
reused, it's weakened - so I'd stick with the moon. Unless of course
you come up with something better.
The other seems pretty well buried for now... I probably won't get to many
of those until tomorrow, since time has been so tight today. In fact, with
the telephone ringing away, all I have time for now is a quick ''thanks for
the comments'' and return to this tomorrow.
Thanks again, and I'll respond in detail to your good suggestions soon...
--
You on house arrest again, Will? What'd you do THIS time?
In fact, with
> the telephone ringing away, all I have time for now is a quick ''thanks
> for
> the comments'' and return to this tomorrow.
>
"Telephone ringing away?"
Who the hell would voluntarily call YOU?
> In fact, with
>
> > the telephone ringing away, all I have time for now is a quick ''thanks
> > for
> > the comments'' and return to this tomorrow.
>
> "Telephone ringing away?"
>
> Who the hell would voluntarily call YOU?
Mysterious Pepperoni Disappearance In Pizza Delivery Enigma!
(turn to p. 4)
Bill collectors?
Think, Dink.
Thanks, since I still haven't run across it in the other thread, probably
because of PJR's desperate attempts to cover his mistakes and proven lack of
ethics in supporting and defending the thief Michael Cook for years... even
/this/ one is becoming rapidly buried.
> > Comments and critique are welcome, as I consider this a draft/demo,
> > and open for changes:
>
> And not a bad one, either. It looks to me like you're making a serious
> effort to improve,
Constantly working on new things may be working out, and working with a
variety of songwriters, I'm sure.
I'm taking in some good random influences, as usual - which I may get to
posting about if the kook invasion PJR's bringing in, and 0B's ongoing smear
and counter-smear campaign doesn't make things too tedious to bother with
here.
Anyway, thanks for seeing what I suspect is true.
and I hope you'll take my suggestions as helping in
> that.
Absolutely... some actual suggestion for improvement is such a great, and
shocking, change around here.
> > Stopwatch
>
> > My wayward muse,
> > I am still in the bewilderness.
> > Leave it to me,
> > A mute passing notes to a blind man.
>
> A bit worn and humdrum; but that's OK; it reads like someone working
> up to something, verbally feeling his way. 'My wayward muse' verges
> on cliche, while OTH 'bewilderness' is strikingly unique. I think it
> would be stronger to invert those first two lines: "I am still in the
> bewilderness, / my wayward muse."
I like that a lot... rings better and can still fit with the basic melody,
which is still being developed and a bit from the recording stage. It sure
does make for a somewhat stronger line in this ''baritone torch-poem''.
> > Time has a demand - she's yelling
> > Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
> > The memories here are snow dust
> > Under the tiny glittering moon.
>
> I'd go for active present-tense verbs in the first line. "Time demands
> - she yells" or a variant. (If that doesn't mess up your rhythm: I
> don't see a meter, but you could be using a musical rhythm that I'm
> overlooking.)
Maybe, I'll have to sing it and see how it falls with the sounds... right
offhand with only one cup of coffee so far I think it could work well
performed -
I am still in the bewilderness -
My wayward muse.
Leave it to me -
I can't make out the words you use.
Time demands -
She yells-
Through shut-down clocks
Frozen at noon.
In the fourth, I'd look for another word than 'tiny' -
> that word reminds me of helplessness and powerlessness. Unfortunately,
> most of the synonyms for small have that connotation: the only one I
> can think of that doesn't is "glittering dwarf moon."
With the recent eclipse and what seems to me [which may just be me] the
aftermath of the huge deep copper half moon I've already been feeling more
comfortable with that image, anyhow, so I might move the scene over to -
Memories in snow dust
under the low red moon.
> > Time for Winterworld descending -
> > Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
> > Flaky leaves spin by me -
> > Past the ceramic building down below.
>
> I liked 'Winterworld' - that may not be original, but it was new to
> me. I don't think you need 'me' in the third line.
It came from a old science fiction paperback, written by CJ Mills, I was
carrying around like a talisman around Thanksgiving that I borrowed from Tim
Maxwell... one of those books that could have made a film, using the
characters that were around at the time /playing/ the characters in the
book... some again more ''wayward'' now than then, making such a film
somewhat impossible now.
''Format:Trade Paperback
Published:January 6, 1992
Published By:Be Jo Sales, Incorporated
ISBN:0441894488
From Our Editors
Although captured and married by force in the old way, the independent
Zjhanne refuses to temper her aggressiveness and becomes a source of
strength for her husband as he fights his final desperate battle.
Original.''
> > In front of a wet breeze,
> > I think it is time to leave your smile.
> > Even if I am wrong,
> > Please sit by me for a little while.
>
> TTHYWMS. 'It is time to leave' + 'please sit by me'. I like the switch
> here, from the surroundings to the relationship, bringing in a
> flesh&blood woman as your muse; but I think you should rework the
> whole stanza. Go a bit deeper, and say what you'd really want to tell
> her in a situation like this; even if it's something that you'd be
> embarrassed to say in real life.
Hmmm... yes, that might take a... minute.
Thanks, I'll think on this for a bit longer, and get back to it.
> > Time to draw another picture,
> > Manufacture memories forever gone.
> > Somewhere on some red October morning,
> > We'll meet on that field, alone.
>
> > - Will Dockery
>
> I'd look for a synonym for 'manufacture' - 'fabricate' ' construct'
> 'create'? And if you make them, they're not 'forever gone.' Look for
> the *precise^ verbal analogue: 'too soon gone'?
>
> And what field is 'that field'? You haven't mentioned a field. That
> line would be a great ending if only it referred to where you are now
> - "here", IOW - you'll meet here again. I would suggest "Under that
> moon, alone". You could also use "In Winterworld alone," since I think
> that's a great word - but there's a danger: each time a word is
> reused, it's weakened - so I'd stick with the moon. Unless of course
> you come up with something better.
The ''moon'' idea works well, and the ''red'' was kind of a foreshadowing of
how things more-or-less ''stand''... as I mentioned possibly going with the
earlier use of /moon/ in the poem.
Thanks, and I'll very likely be coming back to this, since is the /only/
worthwhile comment on my poetry I've recieved here in months... may move it
to another thread, in fact, to avoid losing it or having to search through
dozens of libels and smears of ''Will Dockery'' to find it...
--
"Ozone Stigmata" by Will Dockery-Henry Conley (video):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bxfl_7KvFcc
Wow, excellent improvement, that's a keeper... a good example of ''having
your writing make sense'', even.
> I can't write more right now, as I'm busy working on a RP article for
> a newsletter. But I'd like to thank you for putting one post onto RAP
> worth taking the time to read today.
Good luck with Ron Paul, although unfortunately he doesn't seem to have a
chance at it this time around... as I told a couple of friend/poets the
other night, Riley Yielding [who I wish could be involved in the Lucky Penny
recording, but is even more busy than I am, and only makes it to town about
once a week, these days. When the master Luthier Mac McCormick passed away
late last year, many of his customers went over to Riley's shop in Valley,
where he repairs/builds string instruments, along with a nightly lounge act
at the Auburn Holliday Inn, who knows what else. He brought along his 1920s
era mellophone Wednesday night, sounding great], RP seems okay, but he's
only gotten like three votes, so far... I haven't looked in a couple of
days, but it sure looks like the game is down to Obama and McCain now, which
should make for a fairly interesting bout...
After writing this I have tuned in to the recent debate where Obama is going
through some problems with being endorsed by the anti-semite Farakhan...
deja vu there.
I'm reminded of Lou Reed's verses of 20 years ago -
Good Evening Mr. Waldheim Lyrics
Good evening Mr.Waldheim
and Pontiff how are you ?
You have so much in common
in the things you do
And here comes Jesse Jackson
he talks of Common Ground
Does that Common Ground include me
or is it just a sound
A sound that shakes
Oh Jesse, you must watch the sounds you make
A sound that quakes
There are fears that still reverberate
Jesse you say Common Ground
does that include the PLO ?
What about people right here right now
who fought for you not so long ago ?
The words that flow so freely
falling dancing from your lips
I hope that you don't cheapen them
with a racist slip
Oh Common Ground
Is Common Ground a word or just a sound
Common Ground
Remember those civil rights workers buried in the ground
If I ran for President
and once was a member of the Klan
wouldn't you call me on it
the way I call you on Farrakhan
And Pontiff, pretty Pontiff
can anyone shake your hand ?
Or is it just that you like uniforms
and someone kissing your hand
Or is it true
The Common Ground for me includes you too
Oh is it true
The Common Ground for me includes you too
Good evening Mr.Waldheim
pontiff how are you
As you both stroll through the woods at night
I'm thinking thoughts of you
And Jesse you're inside my thoughts
as the rhythmic words subside
My Common Ground invites you in
or do you prefer to wait outside
Or is it true
The Common Ground for me is without you
Or is it true
The Common Ground for me is without you
Oh is it true
There's no Ground Common enough for me and you
-Lou Reed
Anyway, hope you have time to get back this way soon.
> > > Time for Winterworld descending -
> > > > Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
> > > > Flaky leaves spin by me -
> > > > Past the ceramic building down below.
>
> > > I liked 'Winterworld' - that may not be original, but it was new to
> > > me. I don't think you need 'me' in the third line.
>
> > It came from a old science fiction paperback, written by CJ Mills, I was
> > carrying around like a talisman around Thanksgiving that I borrowed from
Tim
> > Maxwell... one of those books that could have made a film, using the
> > characters that were around at the time /playing/ the characters in the
> > book... some again more ''wayward'' now than then, making such a film
> > somewhat impossible now.
>
> >http://www.chapters.indigo.ca/books/Winter-World-Zjhannes-Book-C-J-Mi...
>
> > ''Format:Trade Paperback
> > Published:January 6, 1992
> > Published By:Be Jo Sales, Incorporated
> > ISBN:0441894488
>
> > From Our Editors
> > Although captured and married by force in the old way, the independent
> > Zjhanne refuses to temper her aggressiveness and becomes a source of
> > strength for her husband as he fights his final desperate battle.
> > Original.''
>
> > > > In front of a wet breeze,
> > > > I think it is time to leave your smile.
> > > > Even if I am wrong,
> > > > Please sit by me for a little while.
>
> > > TTHYWMS. 'It is time to leave' + 'please sit by me'. I like the switch
> > > here, from the surroundings to the relationship, bringing in a
> > > flesh&blood woman as your muse; but I think you should rework the
> > > whole stanza. Go a bit deeper, and say what you'd really want to tell
> > > her in a situation like this; even if it's something that you'd be
> > > embarrassed to say in real life.
>
> > Hmmm... yes, that might take a... minute.
>
> > Thanks, I'll think on this for a bit longer, and get back to it.
A lucid dream I had last night, with some staffering imagery, just may help
this section... if I can nail it.
May make another peom entirely, though.
> > > > Time to draw another picture,
> > > > Manufacture memories forever gone.
> > > > Somewhere on some red October morning,
> > > > We'll meet on that field, alone.
>
> > > > - Will Dockery
>
> > > I'd look for a synonym for 'manufacture' - 'fabricate' ' construct'
> > > 'create'? And if you make them, they're not 'forever gone.' Look for
> > > the *precise^ verbal analogue: 'too soon gone'?
Kind of like the moon, or the seasons, or the ''wayward muse'', that keeps
''drifting like a sattelite''... I see what you mean, though.
The memory isn't gone, just the reslity... on this level, anyhow...
definitely needs a tweek, for sure.
> > > And what field is 'that field'? You haven't mentioned a field. That
> > > line would be a great ending if only it referred to where you are now
> > > - "here", IOW - you'll meet here again. I would suggest "Under that
> > > moon, alone".
Looking good, there... I'm planning to unplug from the ongoing nothingness
here and throw together a rewrite, or begin one... some good changes you've
suggested.
Also moved this over since PJR et al are going into their quack
projectionism on the other thread.
You could also use "In Winterworld alone," since I think
> > > that's a great word - but there's a danger: each time a word is
> > > reused, it's weakened - so I'd stick with the moon. Unless of course
> > > you come up with something better.
>
PJR's lashing out because he knows he's nailed as a hypocritical supporter
and defender of the copyright abuse, theft and plagiarism his friend Michael
Cook pulled off years ago when he stole my poem ''Karma Bombs'', made a
recording of it and posted it to his website... all without my permission or
credit to me as the writer.
These are archived facts which have been reposted here several times.
--
The Ride (Combat Zone) by Will Dockery and Dennis Beck
Recorded at SoHo
Columbus, GA 31907
Video by Janis Petersen
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lZ3VAmNTWc
One in particular that I notice you were not around to check out, is
the Russian poet Vladimir Lugovskoy, who was discussed and translated
by [now departed for usual reasons] Jerry Kraus -
Long ago, you left the light,
But I still speak with you,
I remember the bay,
a south wind,
Emerald green seas.
The docks.
The night.
Shadow of a plane.
Enormous face of the moon.
Alarmed by cool thorn apples
Brushing your lips
On the slopes.
Canvas summer clothes.
Our flag above --
The crimson star.
Till coming of dawn,
Till break of day
We did not part
our embrace
not then.
Crickets thundered.
And all about
Events evolving
bore their fruit,
Above us
sailed
iron thunder.
Given that, we enter the past,
Two shadows,
poured in silver?..
1957
Translated by Jerome Raymond Kraus (2008)
© Copyright Jerome Raymond Kraus (2008)
Here's some of that discussion from last month -
----
http://www.peoples.ru/art/literature/poetry/newtime/vladimir_lugovsko...
Here are 49 of his poems in Russian, Will. Sure, I'm sure I'll find
one or two worth translating. I'll probably do them in French,
Spanish and German, too, despite the wishes of our local Ecuadorian
nut! Believe it or not, I get fan mail from Spanish ladies about my
Spanish translations! Well, as they say, only the stupid and
ignorant
can do nothing but criticize.
Jerry, Vladimir Lugovskoy is one of my favorite poets from /any/
country. I
discovered his work During my rounds to the used book stores/thrift
shops
last summer, I
came across this cool little hardback from 1974 Russia, for two bucks,
I see
it was reprinted in 2001 but they probably didn't keep the quaint
shaky
typeset and binding this copy has that makes it a fascinating artifact
from
a time long passed.
http://g-ec2.images-amazon.com/images/I/418JBTJQD0L._SS500_.jpg
Fifty Soviet Poets compiled and edited by Vladimir Ognev and Dorian
Rottenberg
(Book Description from
http://www.amazon.com/Fifty-Soviet-Poets-Vladimir-Ognev/dp/158963604X):
"A treasury of modern soviet poetry. Works of 50 modern - post 1920 -
Russian poets with text in Russian on one side and English on the
other.
Illustrated with photographs of the poets and capsule biographies.
Includes
Yevgeni Yevtushenko, Boris Pasternak, Boris Slutsky,
Alexander Prokofiev, Nikolai Zabolotsky, Anna Akhmatova, Nikolai
Aseyev,
Rasul Gamzatov, Silva Kaputikyan, Samuel Marshak, Sergei Mikhalkov and
many others."
I expected "Soviet" poetry to be clamped down and dry from the
opressions of
the era, but was pleasantly surprised that they have the same poetic
drives
as poets anywhere.
Anyway, though many of these poets are translated and online, I've
looked
everywhere on the net and find absolutely no Vladimir Lugovskoy... you
don't
happen to be familiar with him - perhaps give a whirl at translating
some of
his work?
Just an early morning long-shot, here... and your comments on Russian
poetry
seemed to open a good opportunity to put this out... perhaps someone
else
has something to say about this great poet.
----
Anyway, I'm working on the rewrite for ''Stopwatch'' using your good
suggestions, and expect to meet up with the musiciaoans tonight at
SoHo and bounce it off their ideas. I'll probably have the rewrite
posted here in a day or so...
> http://www.chapters.indigo.ca/books/Winter-World-Zjhannes-Book-C-J-Mi...
--
''God's Toybox '' by Will Dockery and Dennis Beck
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
That would be a first.
--
From you? Nah, I don't think so. You're an obsessive little duck, Will.
You're ''Dink'', Alex, so he was posting this for you.
> >> Stopwatch
> >>
> >> My wayward muse,
> >> I am still in the bewilderness.
> >> Leave it to me,
> >> A mute passing notes to a blind man.
> >>
> >> Time has a demand - she's yelling
> >> Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
> >> The memories here are snow dust
> >> Under the tiny glittering moon.
> >>
> >> Time for Winterworld descending -
> >> Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
> >> Flaky leaves spin by me -
> >> Past the ceramic building down below.
> >>
> >> In front of a wet breeze,
> >> I think it is time to leave your smile.
> >> Even if I am wrong,
> >> Please sit by me for a little while.
> >>
> >> Time to draw another picture,
> >> Manufacture memories forever gone.
> >> Somewhere on some red October morning,
> >> We'll meet on that field, alone.
> >>
> >>-Will Dockery
--
= snip abomination of nature =
I knew there must be some reason you follow behind my every post with
your silly and angry comments... heh.
--
Ozone Stigmata by Will Dockery (words) and Henry Conley (music). Will
Dockery - vocals, Henry Conley - guitar, Brian Fowler - mandolin
http://www.archive.org/details/OzoneStigmataByWillDockery
No, you... since your name is ''Dink'', Dink.
> Stopwatch
>
> My wayward muse,
> I am still in the bewilderness.
> Leave it to me,
> A mute passing notes to a blind man.
>
> Time has a demand - she's yelling
> Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
> The memories here are snow dust
> Under the tiny glittering moon.
>
> Time for Winterworld descending -
> Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
> Flaky leaves spin by me -
> Past the ceramic building down below.
>
> In front of a wet breeze,
> I think it is time to leave your smile.
> Even if I am wrong,
> Please sit by me for a little while.
>
> Time to draw another picture,
> Manufacture memories forever gone.
> Somewhere on some red October morning,
> We'll meet on that field, alone.
>
>-Will Dockery
--
Dream Tears by Will Dockery and Brian Mallard
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
My name is not "Dink," Duckery. But do quack on.
>
>> Stopwatch
>>
= snip spittle =
He wrote ''Dink''... does that name ring a bell?
> >> Stopwatch
> >>
> >> My wayward muse,
> >> I am still in the bewilderness.
> >> Leave it to me,
> >> A mute passing notes to a blind man.
> >>
> >> Time has a demand - she's yelling
> >> Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
> >> The memories here are snow dust
> >> Under the tiny glittering moon.
> >>
> >> Time for Winterworld descending -
> >> Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
> >> Flaky leaves spin by me -
> >> Past the ceramic building down below.
> >>
> >> In front of a wet breeze,
> >> I think it is time to leave your smile.
> >> Even if I am wrong,
> >> Please sit by me for a little while.
> >>
> >> Time to draw another picture,
> >> Manufacture memories forever gone.
> >> Somewhere on some red October morning,
> >> We'll meet on that field, alone.
> >>
> >>-Will Dockery
> >
> > ...a primitive folk art display if ever there was one.
--
Ozone Stigmata by Will Dockery (words) and Henry Conley (music) Will
Very good Dockery, those reading comprehension courses for retards seem to
be having an affect on you. Amazing.
>
>> >> Stopwatch
>> >>
= snip =
I don't need a stopwatch to time how quickly you can become an idiot.
A perfect opportunity for me to repost this classic bit of trimeter.
Note the masterful double rhyme. (OTOH, the punctuation is
intentionally basic).
The Dink
Ahoy, I am the Dink,
A boy whose shit don't stink,
And lo, my posts are worse
Moreso than any verse,
I am no writer of poem
Like Ham or Peter Gnome,
Alas, I couldn't rhyme,
Not me, to save my life,
Yet here, right here on rap
I jeer and dump my crap,
Silly mockery
Of Willy Dockery.
- GD 07
Heh... poor little guy so desperately wants to join in with the thug
wannabes, doesn't he?
So far only Dennis Hammes has bent down for a slurp.
> >> Stopwatch
>
> > > >> My wayward muse,
> > > >> I am still in the bewilderness.
> > > >> Leave it to me,
> > > >> A mute passing notes to a blind man.
>
> > > >> Time has a demand - she's yelling
> > > >> Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
> > > >> The memories here are snow dust
> > > >> Under the tiny glittering moon.
>
> > > >> Time for Winterworld descending -
> > > >> Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
> > > >> Flaky leaves spin by me -
> > > >> Past the ceramic building down below.
>
> > > >> In front of a wet breeze,
> > > >> I think it is time to leave your smile.
> > > >> Even if I am wrong,
> > > >> Please sit by me for a little while.
>
> > > >> Time to draw another picture,
> > > >> Manufacture memories forever gone.
> > > >> Somewhere on some red October morning,
> > > >> We'll meet on that field, alone.
>
> > > >>-Will Dockery
>
> > > > ...a primitive folk art display if ever there was one.
--
"Dream Tears" by Dockery-Mallard:
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
Duckery you don't even know the definition of the words "tri" OR "meter."
Stop trying to look like some kind of Idiot Savant.
> Note the masterful double rhyme.
= snip =
The only thing I "note" is that you're an idiot who has no idea what he's
talking about, and probably never will.
You're known as Dink, am I right?
'Course not.
It takes an argon laser to clock intervals that small.
The massively-dull particles emitted by his meltdowns are another
matter. The half-lives of some of them have been known to extend for
years, accumulating mass faster than the black hole in Cygnus.
(Which, believe it or not, /is/ bigger than the one in his ass.)
--
-------(m+
~/:o)_|
Gresham's Law is not worth a Continental.
http://scrawlmark.org
> On Apr 11, 3:18 am, "Will Dockery" <dock...@knology.net> wrote:
>
>>"Orson Wells as CitizenCain" wrote...
>>
>
> A perfect opportunity for me to repost this classic bit of trimeter.
> Note the masterful double rhyme. (OTOH, the punctuation is
> intentionally basic).
>
>
> The Dink
>
> Ahoy, I am the Dink,
> A boy whose shit don't stink,
> And lo, my posts are worse
> Moreso than any verse,
> I am no writer of poem
> Like Ham or Peter Gnome,
> Alas, I couldn't rhyme,
> Not me, to save my life,
> Yet here, right here on rap
> I jeer and dump my crap,
> Silly mockery
> Of Willy Dockery.
>
> - GD 07
>
The Dance
Oh, Boy, I am the Dance
(There's something in my pants).
Oh, No, it doesn't stink
(I'm just hot for the Dink).
I cannot write a poem,
So roll my turds and throw 'em,
And that is why my pants
Are cleaner than infants'.
(The ins and outs of rhyme,
Well -- I don't have the time
For seeing if the stresseds
Add up to anapests.)
>
> am I right?
Not in a million bajillion years, Dockery.
BZZT! the format is a *double rhyme'. The second rhyme is at the end
of the first foot, and has the same aabbcc...
pattern as the end-rhyme.
Please try again. It's not something you can just toss off, so it's
not writing that you're used to; but of course you can do it.
>>>Yet here, right here on rap
>>>I jeer and dump my crap,
>
We know.
No, I don't see you running any races anytime soon.
--
"Dream Tears" by Dockery-Mallard:
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
Brian Mallard: guitars, bass and drum machine
Gary Frankfurth: harmonica
John Joiner: flute
Will Dockery: vocals
Duckery, you dumbshit, *I* wrote that comment. Once again your pathetic
attempt at post-editing has backfired like a muffler on its last legs.
In that case, I /can/ see /you/ running a race... in the Special Olympics.
And even if you won...
--
"Wobble" by Dockery-Conley (video):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVIF2-qWIUc
"Last Dream Today" by Dockery-Mallard (video):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GSpYx8sSFP0
Duckery I could out-run you even if I had concrete blocks tied to my ankles?
And why? Because your ignorance and ego will always slow your bearded ass
down.
So I suppose you'll finally be posting /one poem/ on these /poetry/
newsgroups
Here's one of mine...
> Stopwatch
>
> My wayward muse,
> I am still in the bewilderness.
> Leave it to me,
> A mute passing notes to a blind man.
>
> Time has a demand - she's yelling
> Through shutdown clocks frozen at noon.
> The memories here are snow dust
> Under the tiny glittering moon.
>
> Time for Winterworld descending -
> Ignite time with a Werewolf bullet so slow.
> Flaky leaves spin by me -
> Past the ceramic building down below.
>
> In front of a wet breeze,
> I think it is time to leave your smile.
> Even if I am wrong,
> Please sit by me for a little while.
>
> Time to draw another picture,
> Manufacture memories forever gone.
> Somewhere on some red October morning,
> We'll meet on that field, alone.
>
>-Will Dockery
Feel free to show me how /you/ do it... or, as usual, not.
--
There once was a Dockery
He died after getting his head caught in an air conditioning duct
We laughed
He died
THE END
There's your poem you frickin' delusional dunce.
>
> Here's one of mine...
= snip =
Don't bother.
Okay...
--
Ozone Stigmata by Will Dockery and Henry Conley
http://www.archive.org/details/OzoneStigmataByWillDockery
thanks for the feedback, Duckery.
No problem, Orson.
Thanks for being a moron, Dockery.
"No problem."
Poor Uncle Hammy... always coming up ''short''.
--
"God's Toybox" by Dockery and Beck
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
Poor Uncle Hammy... always coming up ''short''.
Poor Duckery...always making a quacking sound.
''We know.''
--
>
>Yet here, right here on rap
>I jeer and dump my crap,
>
>
> ''We know.''
>
We certainly do.
''We know.''
--
God's Toybox by Will Dockery (words) and Dennis Beck (music)
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
There once was a Dockery who lied,
Then one day he died.
"But yet I still live, though my brain's like a sieve,"
Said Dockery as he cried.