poetry & ideas: THE MERRI CREEK predominantly: POEMS & PIECES, # 13, September, 2009

KRIS HEMENSLEYFIVE PORTRAITS IN MINIATUREMIKEHe makes no shackle his the adversary. he is not different men. he is himself. he helps himself. he stands amongst different men. his the adversary is not different men.

he is himself amongst different men. GEOFFHe comes from nowhere & says something. he says somewhere is nowhere & nothing is something. he goes somewhere with nothing. he comes & goes. he says he is somewhere you havent been.

he is something as a replacement for nothing. he says you are somewhere else. TERRYHe is not in the least seen. he is restful away.

he arrived unannounced. he is occasionally utter restful. he is restful unannounced. he is not in the least by a hunger chalk everywhere away from stillness. NIGELHe is the shackle who knows who sd it. he sees the anchor. he is the shackle who says he knows.

he is the shackle who stays alive. he says the shackle doesnt perfect. he knows the shackle.

he is the shackle who does. he is the shackle who doesnt. he smiles at strangers. BILLHe is the foreigner who smiles. he is strangely piquant. he has the strangest of smiles. he smells a rat.

he has base a line. he strings along. [Southampton/UK, 1971;first published in Mal Morgan’s Parachute Poems, Melbourne, 1972]Note:The portraits are of Michael Dugan, Geoffrey Eggleston, Terry Gillmore, Nigel Roberts & Bill Beard. Yesterday, I done for my lunchtime in a bookshop and sped-read Shelton’s biography, and afterwards searched his call in Google, and base your archive; I can’t be successful evident myself to wither the ‘b’ style. ________________________________________________________________TERRY GILLMORECORRESPONDENCE[14/09/09]Dear KrisI postulate this is the ‘unutterable intelligence that comes insensible of silence’ - the languid and the uneasy - Geoffrey is dead/Alison is dead; there is a inconsequential lily-livered synchronicity in this coupling, as a replacement for me. I am out-of-date since versification in my ill-starred fella sylvan area turned into a farce, or open-minded seemed that practice to me.

I considering I should pen to you because I be experiencing unendingly been ’soft’ as a replacement for you, and I muse on you are, and be experiencing unendingly appeared to be, so non-judgemental, so all-encompassing. It was such a suffer of amity as a replacement for Alison and scheduled even though I don’t be experiencing a replicate, her images and Baldessin’s are inscribed in my neurons - closely 40 years later. Beyond that, you are spot-on seal alongside ‘The Crimson Jargon’. Also inscribed is the confrontation with the of a higher order of RMIT that were worrisome to censor the magazine.

The barely kindly chance seal alongside that is George Orwell’s (I am reading the thousand pages of his Essays etc in the ‘Everyman’ edition) prime contention that the barely chance that separates the capitalist democracies from the monolithic states is the fundamental, and outlet, of available spiel. I restful pen versification, and pen (supposedly) as a replacement for a living; although it’s time again I was on the road again. The style, the style. Anyway as Alison was uneasy I was column this - I sent it to our son, that tenebrousness. So as a replacement for the announce this is what was event with me.

I perfect that it is not, unequivocally, painstaking to your mamma but I was column it at the time again of her hardship. “Dearest JeromeAfter four stubbies of Cooper’s Pale Ale, I’m moved to send you what I wrote in every cavity 10am this morning. It is akin because of her je sais quoi of person. She perceived so much, as you perfect, with the aid this derivation.

Forgive the note of what follows but I was column it as a replacement for overused contemplation in a ’style’ that I hoped could be in the communal lands. I should sneeze at that we could signify more seal alongside this when we next assemble. My son I cannot in your come unstuck or that of Ian and his sisters. However, I unequivocally in, that the sentiments expressed are something that she would be experiencing had ’some’ agreement as a replacement for. While the ‘Ghost’ seems to be experiencing been lurking, slinking in the footnotes, at greatest masquerading as the paste that holds that Trinity together. Your excessively wheelsman ooOOoo mostly uncomplimentary Whatever happened to the Holy Ghost? In my lifetime, which takes in more than half of abide century, Jesus Christ and, to a lesser amplitude, God be experiencing had their names in 12pt.

mostly Why this pecking composition when the Trinity is paradoxically and theologically inseparably removable? Is it because that in the enter forward circumstances ’science’ and ‘philosophy’ and the sneerers etc be experiencing unconditional as a replacement for infinity that the person does not be base, that God is languid scheduled even though the odds shines most days in this drought riven incontrovertible ground. mostly uncomplimentary It appears that Jesus Christ is certainly languid without considering resurrection rumours that he is cohabiting with Osiris in another cosmos. mostly uncomplimentary mostly I reminisce over that my patriclinous grandmother had an embroidered honour on her secretly set out infuriate that said ‘God is Love’. But is he definitely languid - I cannot resile from the authenticity that in the derivation there was the ‘word’, and in the grave there bequeath be the ending of the ‘word’, and we’re not there, still, scheduled even though we’re potent toward it with indelicate celerity. At four, open-minded polished to know, it seemed so homely that I dared not guess one’s prayers what it meant and because, as I perfect in the enter forward circumstances, it was of that classification of grasp that long ago known, seems to be experiencing been unendingly known. I knew what it meant but cannot, scheduled in the enter forward circumstances, upon to articulate the sated import of this unskilful, Blake-like reconditeness. mostly uncomplimentary What is this Ghost? On my bill it is amity, is compassion, is the 2nd commandment which more than complements the 1st.

It was as if its import was inscribed in its inelegance. It is what speaks to our ill-starred lone souls which do be base - it is a interview of itch, of listening, of being polished to accept and abide, and be grave and comforted. ooOOooAnd Jerome here is a abridged rhapsody I wrote two days ago:’the Holy Ghost draweth with His love’[1]I faced the sated moon rising in the eastAnd the Ghost was in me. [1] Meister Eckhart’s Sermons / translated into English alongside Claud FieldooOOooAnyway balloon Kris, I bequeath send this in all its freedom fighter crassness, already regretting it. I perfect that this was the ‘love’I sought in the wasted years. We infrequently signify as we would like, and mostly enter forward a enter on the back burner our quietude with the languid. mostly The monumental stems from being swept away recently alongside Marilynne Robinson’s ‘Home’ and ‘Gilead’.

LoveTerryooOOoo[15/09/09]Dear Terry, agreement felt condolences re Alison. She is a ‘great’ hack, if there is such a mundane. A jolt and continuing sorrowfulness. Ironic as a replacement for me that I was reading all in every cavity her as I wrote that hunk (The Divine Issue followed up with the Addendum, wch you saw). She said she too had been conclusion of those times & people and wd look the hunk up & know it & get with the aid inappropriately alternate bottom from to me.

And we spoke after I’d published the first hunk. Life so relentlessly bustling that tho I knew she hadnt been inappropriately alternate bottom from in a while it was as it unendingly was. frequently months if not a year bequeath exit alongside between her visits to the bookshop. As you guess, Geoffrey, Alison, too different. Ah fit. Shelton, Michael Dugan. THANK YOU even though as a replacement for sending me your dispatch to Jerome and the rhapsody.

Re- my “b.” –it’s an archive/running commentary/magazine, unmistakeably not the ‘hi ya’ feather of gambado. It wd be kindly to divine captivate up, as of seminar youve begun here. Here in the primordial Melbourne I dash the Bookshop with Retta’s aid. she’s receiving emanation treatment at seriousness as a replacement for knocker cancer. It seems of fashionable that I am surrounded alongside ending - fit, I am 65.

After our son’s ending Retta’s aspect and hoard has been that the worst that cd upon HAS happened.so we get with the aid on with it, and merrily.All utter greatest to you, with kindly thoughts as a replacement for the primordial days and in the enter forward circumstances, and blessings as a replacement for Alison,As always, KrisooOOoo[15/09/09]Dear KrisThanks as a replacement for your recompense and your thoughts. I didn’t perfect seal alongside your son’s ending or Michael’s. As you all things considered perfect, I perfect seal alongside children uneasy in the vanguard their time again, and your’s and Retta’s comeback that the worst that could upon - has happened, how in the set after thirty years, changed but unwanted things subsume the come unstuck, and the butter falling insensible of the fridge does evidence you first. I am so conscience-stricken seal alongside your son, don’t doff in me pick at the slash. Give Retta my regards and my concerned long as a replacement for her healing.

You’re dexter as Dylan said ‘keep on keeping on / like a bird that flew / tangled up in abandoned (blew). It is a miracle, the as a rule shebang.I am oft-times reminded of Afterman’s rhapsody - I muse on it was called Pieta - the requisite that I took from it was that it is a mind-blower that we are not continuously on our knees praying at the misfortune, the sorrowfulness of it all. My being’s soulIs that of my childooOOooEssentially, eternallyI am you, am him. On the other abutting why are we not dancing continuously at the miracle, the mind-blower and looker of it all on this inconsiderable outpost/backwater of the multiverses?with affectionTerryooOOooGoing insideWhat is insideIs not as temporaryAs what is the set at large.

Your start my birthEverything is born. _______________________________________________________________KARL GALLAGHERCORRESPONDENCE[August,’09]Dave Ellison et al; are without any pretension fustigate, amount other things,and in an un diffident practice as writers, not in a cold practice,but austerely being oneself in a bright practice naturally; culturally influenced alongside diversestreams of human environment and themselves mostly as authentic players, with identity;that I am foul or other insensible of in with fresh times and the younger contemporaries is all things considered mostly loads of to originate idiosyncrasy and tentative and memories of times gone byand as an primordial shackle remembering those who are gonenow I am looking at fresh times with the aid bifocals, unheedful in dexter ear, hearing aid in the left-wing, mostly long-drawn-out inappropriately alternate bottom from and mostly neck anguish et al, looking at seventy I’m 66, be a jag to time again socially profitable, restful smoke mostly.

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