Sunday, January 3, 2016

Three Poems by Mark Young

geographies:  London's East End

The helmet hairdo
is a minimally
edited cut & paste

of an email exchange
on the masculine
nature of the werewolf
in the arena of literature

between the loving
fans of Justin Bieber
& a more-than-modest
amount of tequila.

It is full of images of
luxury objects as trash,
but doesn't quite have
the same buzz as the

Congressional comb-
over with its loose
Lacanian metaphors.

A Line from Julius Caesar

In a breakaway from the
current, flawed model
there is a plan to close by
stealth the science that

depends upon necessary
conclusions being put in
place.  It is the first true
continental datum.  You

won't find mirrors or smoke--
the work is a paradigm of
proper reporting & stylistic
clarity.  All successful app-

licants will be assigned a
female pilot mentor.  All
points in time (including
erroneous statements)  will

continue to persist in some
way.  No single measure
can make it all happen.
MSG is toxic to the brain.


It was a
temporal re-
from which
he returned
singing the

between mouth-
fuls of a curried
egg & lettuce
sandwich.  Arch-
ival footage

shows there
were times
when he had
all four feet
off the

Born in Hokitika, New Zealand & is now living in North Queensland in Australia, Mark Young has been publishing poetry for more than fifty-five years.  His work has been widely anthologized, & his essays & poetry translated into a number of languages.  He is the author of over twenty-five books, primarily poetry but also including speculative fiction & art history.  His most recent books are a chapbook of visual poems, Arachnid Nebula, from Luna Bisonte Prods, Hotus Potus, from Meritage Press in California & the ebook, A Small Compendium of Bats, from Swirl Press in Sweden.

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