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    Monday, July 7th, 2008
    11:44 pm
    Invisible Books Poetry List

    Please excuse the commercial break, but the first Invisible Books list in an age is now ready to send out. This is a mostly modern(ist) poetry list with a few oddities, such as a 1714 copy of Prince Arthur : An Heroick Poem in Ten Books, and a selection of inexpensive standard titles. If you would like to browse through it, please email me. Next list should be a selection of esoteric titles.

    Monday, May 5th, 2008
    10:33 pm
    Jack in the Green, Hastings

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    Tuesday, March 4th, 2008
    9:30 pm
    THE DEVOURER

    1

    I shadow Os Mos as he advances, uncertain, along an avenue tunnelled between overgrown hedges, his hand never taken from the foliage to his right.

    The false, heroic head he once lifted above more or less the same crowd as that to which Captain Fuller and the anarchist Aldred proclaimed the new aeon has become cumbersome, monstrous. In the dim stale light it resembles nothing so much as the skull of a horse, but is sealed, lacking all seven apertures.

    At length he becomes too irked by my pursuit to ignore it further and makes as if to summon me, but no power resides in him now, and when he swivels to claw at my shirt, the effect is merely comic. So he turns and brushes his fingers against the hedge wall afresh, flustered.

    2

    When I pushed aside the novelty shop cascade to consult Marie, I had anticipated the black ink mirror, the mysterious creature shifting from dog to reptile as it dozed beneath my chair, but not to encounter the severed head of the demagogue steaming upon the tablecloth.

    I did not forget how his fingers had once stroked the rose pattern upon my face, prompting him to joke that I must be Copper Nose: when I responded that I was not due such distinction, he sighed that he had fallen among worthless company. His followers, who had made a circuit of the garden upon their quadbikes, dismounted now, eager to talk of ley and wald, as if that might summon back all that had been lost to the devourer. They tugged off their padded armour to uncover white crumbling bodies.

    The head toppled to the floor, to be mauled by the familiar.


    Tuesday, February 12th, 2008
    11:30 pm
    In the post

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    Thursday, January 17th, 2008
    10:07 pm
    BIRTHS GIVE CATACLYSMS

    He put me in mind of the old, coarse Faust who let a snail crawl upon his arm while he delivered a lecture from the hollow oak.

    He gained knowledge of those whose form is the form of magic kings and queens, whose speech is the speech of brute beasts and wild animals, yet I liked him most when he claimed that he could turn whatever grew in that hedgerow into alcohol.

    He made no distinction between the phantom he raised and the girls at the market stall drinking apple wine: the soft freckled face and brilliant eyes of one who tugged back the hood of her anorak to show us the colour that had not taken upon auburn hair.

    When next I saw him, he lay suspended dripping in the hoist, the jewelled skin having slid from him onto a bed crusted with shit: living, did I stink to him?


    Sunday, January 13th, 2008
    9:24 pm
    The Sixth Sense

    My review of Konrad Bayer's The Sixth Sense can be read in the current Mandrake Speaks newsletter. Many thanks to Mogg for including it.

    Sunday, January 6th, 2008
    11:02 pm
    Twelfth Night

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    Photos taken from Bankside Pier, at the beginning of the annual celebration by The Lions Part.
    Wednesday, November 28th, 2007
    1:04 am
    BRIDGET PENNEY INTERVIEWED BY STEWART HOME

    ABOUT HER SEMINA BOOK INDEX to be published by Book Works late spring 2008.

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    Sunday, November 25th, 2007
    10:47 am
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    Cards by Marcel Ruijters, acquired yesterday from Mark Pawson at the London Artists Bookfair, where Harriet and I got to see the great Tom Phillips discussing A Humument with Hansjorg Mayer and anyone else in the room who felt moved to ask a question.

    Monday, November 12th, 2007
    7:05 pm
    Snooper's Paradise in the North Laine, Brighton

    The local paper has run a 2 page article on the indoor market where we carry out the cheap end of our business.

    There is actually a photo of our stall in it, but this is the really good bit:

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    Friday, November 2nd, 2007
    9:33 pm
    INDEX

    Book Works are to publish Bridget's mighty and long delayed Index next April, in the Semina series edited by Stewart Home.

    Details and an interview are in their new print catalogue: there doesn't seem to be anything much online at present.

    Monday, October 29th, 2007
    12:04 am
    Grotto Floor, Prior Park

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    Sunday, October 28th, 2007
    11:32 pm
    Godlike Busker, Bath

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    Sunday, October 21st, 2007
    3:43 pm
    DUSTLESS AND SPACE PERVADING

    My operator waits upon the stone terrace while I circle over the blue-green valley, taking heed of the dips in which mist has accumulated, the belt of trees through which I discern the cold glitter of a river. I hover at the level of the trees until I catch sight of what he desires me to seek, then weave forward in between the branches, causing rooks to lift into the open sky in panic.

    A grave young woman, a canvas bag over one shoulder, walks in the direction of the river: for a moment the vision received by my operator is imposed upon my own, and I see her wrapped in a dead lustre, milky white tinged with blue, illuminating nothing beyond herself. She crosses a bridge which appears flimsy in comparison to the massive, ancient posts it is suspended between: I drop so that my operator may note the traces these bear of having once been carved in the shape of creatures neither fully human nor animal, long defaced.

    From the other bank, our guide follows a path that becomes ever more difficult as it climbs to the edge of the valley: soon it contracts to a tunnel between the tree roots that coil and bulge from the slope, along which we are drawn to the mouth of a cave. She retrieves a torch from her bag, and walks to the far end of the outer chamber without hesitation, although the floor is rough and the beam so faint that I must rely upon my operator, whose vision is clearest in the dark, to guide me.

    Her fingertip scratches a diagram into the dirt on the floor, upon which is set a piece of quartz, a feather, the slender bone of a cat or hare, and a squat figure of black stone. With the quartz in position at one end of the diagram and the statue at the other, she transfers the other items between them in such a manner that they must bypass a number of small obstacles. This section of her play completed, she posts the feather through the entrance to the chamber beyond: little more than a slit in the rock, rimmed with bitter water.

    My operator’s attention is no longer directed toward her. I am hurried across the threshold in pursuit of the feather, only to be summoned back to the terrace with an urgency that makes my shape buckle and flatten in the air, for my operator has reached ahead of me and found that other who twisted a leash for him out of boredom and a melancholy recognition: the child left to prophesy in darkness.

    Saturday, October 20th, 2007
    8:06 pm
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    Hunter's Moon morris dancer and peacock at Middle Farm Apple Festival.
    Sunday, October 14th, 2007
    5:20 pm
    Bless Atlas

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    New out at the Small Publishers Fair in London.

    Saturday, October 6th, 2007
    9:14 am
    Tom Lowenstein's Blake Libretto

    Friday 23rd November 2007
    7.30 pm
    St James’s Piccadilly

    world premiere
    COMPANION OF ANGELS

    a chamber oratorio based on the lives of
    William Blake and his wife Catherine
    composed for the 250th Anniversary of Blake’s birth
    by Rachel Stott
    libretto by Tom Lowenstein

    Soprano Julia O’Connor
    Soprano Rachel Godsill
    Mezzo soprano Joanna Sleight
    Tenor Jake White
    Bass Christopher Wray

    The Golden Square Ensemble
    conducted by Tom Hammond

    Tickets £12 (£8 concessions) available at the door
    or in advance from The Concert Office – 0207 381 0441
    Tuesday, October 2nd, 2007
    9:31 am
    Shearsman's Drift

    1 October 2007: New titles available by G.A. Bécquer, Pura López-Colomé, Paul Holman, Peter Hughes, John Seed and Chus Pato.

    http://www.shearsman.com
    Thursday, September 20th, 2007
    12:43 pm
    Silver Star

    'Dustless and Space Pervading' is published online in the new issue of Silver Star, as is my review of Steven Skinner's Complete Magician's Tables. Look out for the text and images by Shakti Mouse.
    Wednesday, September 19th, 2007
    1:21 pm
    Transcripts from an interview with Bill Griffiths, including some additions and emendations made by him, 14 September 1993, Wembley Park.

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