Feed on

Alright. I admit it. I just love this machine, that is why I do it. It's like a fantasy for someone who was trapped in his writerly fantasies for twenty years, and you  keep telling me such nice things, what do you expect me to do, shout Man Overboard!


  • Narnie

    It needs a chink of a whiskey glass at the end, haha… it is fabulous - more fabulous than fabulous.

    Mar 6, 2009 at 6:42 am
  • Patrice

    I have such a good time listening. I imagine the bar, the smoke and the smell of ale. I try to see through the haze and the bodies to where the bard holds court. Is he lined and gray? Has he the blush of the spirits within him - or is it the drink? If I met him on the street would he bow - or shall I?

    A curtsy then? A nod? A salute to revolution, all.

    March on.

    Mar 6, 2009 at 8:59 am
  • Bob

    On behalf of Yevgany, I thank you for the expression of your Muse. Let the revolution begin… lawyers or no lawyers.

    Mar 6, 2009 at 11:59 am
  • Paul

    Should I edit out the introduction and just use the rehearsed poetry. I like to impro slowly into it?

    Mar 6, 2009 at 6:24 pm
  • harmonie22

    I feel like I want to grab my bottle and come sit next to you, at a near-bye table, just to slowly sip my warm vodka and listen, sometimes mutter out ‘hear, hear’ or whistle, a clap or two and a woohoo here and there. I personally think you should keep the intro, it’s ever so charming and sets the mood.


    Mar 7, 2009 at 8:08 pm
  • ALS

    The revolutionary is simultaneously a rebel or he is not a revolutionary, but a policeman, or a bureaucrat, who turns against rebellion. But if he is a rebel he ends by taking side against the revolution. So much so that there is absolutely no progress from one attitude to the other, but coexistence and endlessly increasing contradiction.

    – Albert Camus

    Mar 7, 2009 at 8:09 pm
  • gingatao

    Cheers Harmonie. Hello, Graham. I suspect that thought from Camus leads directly to post-modern nihilism. Thanks for dropping by, what did you think of the poems?

    Mar 7, 2009 at 11:15 pm
  • The Querulous Squirrel

    The thing about the revolution, you can never let your guard down. There is no after. Once there’s a vacuum, the power-moguls step in. The revolution is forever. It’s a constant process that goes on and on. A process of pleasure. What’s that in the background? And old-fashioned type-writer bird? Ah, and jail. The Poe Paper Pit.

    Mar 8, 2009 at 1:14 pm