tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56012255474982844192024-03-12T18:12:08.950-07:00cheeky editionsLars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-91253844719432227622019-07-28T16:00:00.003-07:002019-07-28T16:00:51.467-07:00some brexit songsyou figure it out<br />
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Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-58533676403863324032019-06-23T13:32:00.000-07:002019-06-23T13:32:48.163-07:00stoning blarney<br />
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august 2015 in amsterdam we go to a so
called irish pub called the blarney stone. me being my usual silly
self i swiftly decided to write a slightly stoned long poem/sequence.
of course the title had to be blarney stoned. since then it has gone
through several incarnations until now that i'm beyond delighted it's
been published. in an edition of 20 handbound (japanese binding)
copies. as for the rest of the post, i'll leave you with what
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We are extremely delighted to announce the publication of our
first ever mini chapbook, 'blarney stoned' by the inimitable <a href="https://www.facebook.com/lars.palm.14?__tn__=K-R&eid=ARC8G1c6LWHzP11uB1tb3qclotGYLcApFra2eTDG4Z9awnKxDv23bxqlQf_YR02OgKs1TTRCL3NM3fj2&fref=mentions&__xts__%5B0%5D=68.ARAb2tUfniDfzwN6vohdxc-Gh_pE6ROBVlPwYch5CjKZo8dDU0bsCwtisshQbpo3EUFJygYygBUvxcDORQKRU-XVwTjFHLRqhBtwuCorl2KPjhsv04r9MUyrJWJ_vzjirc_amFbslwBsQW5X0Q5UtO65G66MSj-z_NmNJnOc4oZdKtazYfDz2LpnINariJ_hnTa66WzPul6_26TiYQherDEtZhr5pPkcySEs6G07nCbnig0OFsQZpIB8kUiEfTQ9jviCylFqJulpt0Ot0jDV8brz16PGhIMsXHzjimIu8nnkJBG9OuUuFzrrLfMK7bsWLWS_ICsGA1c9Tj11_mBDxPcb">Lars
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“lars palm is the master of the short poem kicked into high
register as his vision roller skates across a linguistic landscape
that begin and end with “& talking & talking & talking
some/more.” palm’s blarney is not just stoned with wild visions
but is kissed by song lyrics, and a hurt caused by a global society
that is in need of some ser...ious emergency surgery to save itself
from its own excesses of injustice and horror. But rather than
writing a collection of sober proscriptions to cure what ails us, the
poet crafts poems of humor residing inside the pain. blarney stoned
is striated with a fair share more than “a bit about the anatomy
of/nonsense.” We can’t ask for more to help us live in these mad
times.”
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— Richard Lopez, Poet<br />
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Cover art: Lars Palm<br />
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All our mini chaps are LIMITED EDITION, so make sure you order
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Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-40351970457434348992019-06-22T16:49:00.000-07:002019-06-22T16:49:21.338-07:00poets hugging trees
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it's an uncontroversial medical &
psychological fact that humans need anywhere between 5 & 10 hugs
a day for their mental & physical welfare. being a tree by name i
can say the same goes for us. hence i start this little series on the
blog called poets hugging trees with this little example of my own. i
hereby invite any poets i know to contribute & spread the word.
photo of you hugging a tree & a poem somewhat connected to the
tree or event to larspalm69ATgmailDOTcom</div>
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Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-38150813753345808862019-06-20T17:42:00.001-07:002019-06-20T17:42:41.337-07:00first poltava photo fileas poltava has a university it's not really surprising to find books in public. the first ones are old academic tomes piled around a couple of benches in a little parklike square<br />
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Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-51601458807201489532019-06-15T11:01:00.000-07:002019-06-15T11:42:23.269-07:00notes on poltava<br />
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late monday night i came back from
poltava where i participated in the meridian poltava international
festival of poetry as the full name of the event is. as i just took
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the journey there started wednesday
night with a bus from lewisham, where i had looked after the kids
until 11-ish p m when their mother came home from work. 2 buses later
i arrived at heathrow terminal 5 at just after 2 a m. a bit after 8
we we took off & landed at kiev boryspil at 13.30 ukrainian time
(2 hours ahead of uk time) where i was met by valentina & soon we
met up with gunnar harding & marie tonkin who had flown in from
stockholm. once we got to kiev we quickly changed money & bought
something to eat. as we were jogging to catch the train to poltava i
realised someone had opened both pockets of my backpack. i didn't
think too much about it at the time but qiuckly closed the backpack
in mid-stride (the rest of that story became a poem). 4 & a half
hours later we were in poltava. the hotel they housed us in,
aristocrat, was fairly magnificent, a single room that reminded me
most of all of a decent sized english one bedroom flat. all of us who
were present (the ones flying in from malmö & prague arrived
later that evening) went off for pizza & beer. & that was
that thursday<br />
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friday morning, after breakfast &
such this young woman with what looks like a sword slung over her
shoulder walks up to me & introduces herself as anka, my personal
guide for the festival. we proceed to spend 12+ hours a day from
friday to sunday together. i have no complaints whatsoever about
that, by the way. bus to a nearby village called reshetylivka for a
couple of readings. first, outdoors, by a burial mound it's me,
kateryna kalytko & marie tonkin. i also read the translations of
katerynas poems & she reads the translations of mine &
maries. as it's early on a working day the crowd isn't massive but
does include a rather active goat tethered nearby who actually takes
the occasional break in it's running around when we're reading <br />
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& then bus back to
poltava for the formal opening of the festival. which was very formal
indeed. after that & for the rest of the festival we happily
returned to being informal. the rest of the friday was dedicated to
untranslated events which anka offered to spontaneously translate for
me which i declined because i didn't want to wear her out completely
so a gang of us went off to eat & hang around for the rest of the
night. & that was that friday<br />
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saturday begins at 11.30 or so with a
bus the very short distance to the battlefield & the museum
concerning it. we get a guided tour around the museum, interestingly
enough giving the perspective of all of the countries involved in the
battle. at least, i should say, the english version of the tour.
after that a reading by kateryna kalytko, gunnar harding & lasse
söderberg. running along nicely until lasse had a moment of (for
him, at least in public events, unusual) frustration. anyway, there's
no big drama & the reading flows on nicely until the end. another
filmed interview then the short bus ride back to poltava. then,
during a break for an untranslated reaing me & anka take the
chance to go for one of the free lunches (as well as dinners) the
organisers had set up at a cafe/restaurant. then off to my second &
last reading of the festival, at the regional library. there i read
with the only really local poet of the festival serhiy osoka, first
the translations of 2 of his poems & then, as we were given
20-odd minutes each i did all my translated poems (the translations
were read by evgenia lopata) & having time to spare took the
chance to promote <a href="http://www.moriapoetry.com/ebooks.html">the end of the world project</a> anthology (scroll to the bottom of the page for the 2 volumes as free pdfs or print on demand) before
reading the tiny final part of my thing in it<br />
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the audience was
surprisingly big & seriously interested. another barrage of
signing of festival programs & comments & questions about
poetry, translations, languages & such, & as needed they were
translated by anka. after that we had a few hours of untranslated
events. so we roamed a bit, having a look at the food festival that
also took place that weekend & fed ourselves. as gunnar, ann &
me had made plans to go to a burger joint with some nice outdoors
tables in the middle of a pedestrian street at crawling distance to
our hotel & the next event we planned to attend. we went there,
as the organisers had set up a deal with them for 5 glasses of free
wine for the participants, & neither of the others were there. no
big deal, we had fun enough over each a glass of my allocation.
around the corner to the theatre square for a concert titled gotland
– a message to the island composed by victoria poleva &
performed by a chamber orchestra. i was massively impressed by the
vocalist nazgul shukaeva. the things she could do with a voice.
during the concert we get word that gunnar has been taken to the
hospital & is being kept there overnight for observation. after
that the night ended with an untranslated event, so slightly
knackered we decided to end the day<br />
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sunday no more readings for me. all
about being audience. day started 10.30 with a walking tour of
poltava, which me & anka had done quite a bit of, but now i got
the official, as opposed to the real, version. good to have both
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word got out gunnar had been released but ordered to relax. off to
the pedagogic university for a reaing by lasse söderberg &
àngela garcia. this was fun. evgenia lopata read all translations.
lasse was in improvisation mode complete with reddish/pink paper
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anka had time to ourselves & the town. which she, as an old
architecture student had some fascinating things to say about. just
after the igor & marie reading my t-shirt story got to a nice
end. so we roamed a bit & at 5 i forced her to take an hour off so
i could do some grooming, having been in the same t-shirt in close
to 30 mostly sunny degrees celsius (for you fahrenheit readers,
something like 90) since friday morning. when i got down 50 minutes
later she was lounging in the lobby so we went off for dinner before
the final reading of the festival. that was out at the white rotunda
where you have a lovely view over the majority of the residential
area of poltava & river vorskla. apparently someone tried or
succeeded in burning down the stadium of vorskla poltava, a decent
football team, who have been in the europa league. burning whole or
parts of buildings appears to be a poltavan tradition, by the way.
getting back to the reading, as gunnar had doctor's orders not to get
upset or excited, ann lingebrandt had to stand in for him & the
other reader was serhiy zhardan who also read the ukranian
translations of gunnar's poems, to a massive audience by the way.
gunnar's poems were the ones by him i've enjoyed most since the books
he published in the mid to late 60s. slighly miffed social commentary
hidden beind comments about poetry & poets & their perceived
place in some kind of society. & they were from his latest book.
ann read them with brilliant restraint. serhiy read untranslated, but
i enjoyed the sound & rhythm & the that he used his hands &
foot work to roll out the poems <br />
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square for the official closure of the festival & a concert by a
band, including the serhiy who had just read at the rotunda, called
(in translation) mannerheim line. i enjoyed their mix of
hiphop/punk/metal/pop.group photo, as at every poetry festival i've
been a volunteer or participant at<br />
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& after party with pizza &
wine & then all the au revoirs. then me & anka both being a
bit tired walked off to the hotel & said our au revoirs &
such on the stairs<br />
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monday. breakfast & check out. 9.45
or so minibus to train station for 10.15 train to kiev & so
forth. flew out from kiev boryspil a bit past 8 in the evening in
close to 30c & a sun starting to set, landed london gatwick 9.30
local time in 10c & the last of a day of torrential rain (a
month's worth of it in a day)<br />
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to finish this thing i came across as
something of a minor hit, probably well translated but also because
of the language i write in less dependent on really good
translations than the rest of the foreign poets. lovely audiences.
got to know a new town in some depth. got to meet a new wonderful
person. what's not to likeLars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-2481805998008200452019-06-05T04:38:00.000-07:002019-06-05T04:38:48.390-07:00poltavatomorrow morning i fly out to poltava (ukraine) for a weekend poetry festival. it will be great fun. will spend tonight at heathrow. i'll be home late monday night. report will follow tuesday morning when i return to the digital world. until then i'm all analogue. have a delightful weekend, y'allLars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-1566073431353369952019-06-04T15:39:00.000-07:002019-06-04T15:39:13.874-07:00anatomy arrivedthis morning, to my great delight. one of the copies were so tired from the trip it rested for a while on my pillow. it can be bought from Alien Buddha Press via <a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/1099454425?ref_=pe_3052080_397514860&fbclid=IwAR32R8a111libOPbOno-t4rSQV1Vw9ltOfVg_aXROySmRFtDaJjRv_8r9uQ">amazon</a><br />
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Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-21429741787868955382019-06-02T16:12:00.000-07:002019-06-02T16:12:02.338-07:00this housesaw yesterday on fb that <a href="https://www.austinchronicle.com/daily/music/2019-05-31/roky-erickson-ascends-to-the-13th-floor-1947-2019/?fbclid=IwAR1g8A0oJWrdELUyPSNNaba29SK4F82O0mysfheW24RugwiAVoHRzMKWtHE">roky erickson had left this house</a>. which brings me to these<br />
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Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-21438920752035596372019-05-27T15:41:00.001-07:002019-05-27T15:41:44.662-07:00canadian trio in copenhagen<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-39611732824742296892019-05-27T14:33:00.001-07:002019-05-27T14:33:22.351-07:00facebook?
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for 4 days running now i haven't been
allowed to see my notifications or messages on facebook. nor to post.
though, generously i have been allowed to log in & to see that i
have messages & notifications. facebook, supposedly, is a
platform for communication. right? yet they have, for reasons unknown
to me decided to deny me the right to access & reply to
communication. i have not received any reply from any fb-employed
human to questions about why this is being done & how they
propose to solve the issue. i'm serioulsy considering deleting my
account & going back to using this blog & email for online
communication<br />
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Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-40140254110743107422019-05-25T09:03:00.001-07:002019-05-25T09:03:56.258-07:00all the old punksso charlie harper of the uk subs turns 75 today<br />
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Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-37513418538104401972019-05-22T15:11:00.002-07:002019-05-22T15:12:59.816-07:00anatomy of a town<br />
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sometimes things happen quickly. late
sunday night/early monday morning i submitted a manuscript. then i
went downstairs & outside for a smoke. when i came back up it was
accepted. before i went to bed i had signed a book contract (my first
ever) & just had a bit of proofing left. last night it was
published by <a href="https://alienbuddhapress.wordpress.com/">alien buddha press</a>. welcome my first photo book,<a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/1099454425?ref_=pe_3052080_397514860&fbclid=IwAR1eKKI7kCeLhW3c-hhGYH5sqA7bJbb9f3JiDrC3lwl-jWJV4jMPW7bzEiw"> anatomy of a town</a>, into the world. it contains a selection of a notion i've
had for 7 years, though it found it's intended form a year or so
later. photos of towns or cities with no (or a minimum of) humans.
simply the traces of us. the photos were taken in malmö, undeloh,
amsterdam, bradford, berlin, paris & (mostly south east) london
from 2012 up to about a week ago & they were selected because
they work well together as a unit. & yes, i have some plans for
other parts of the constantly growing material. but that's for later.
now i'm happy to have this book out in the world. & as usual i
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Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-35360001909994574522019-05-14T16:38:00.002-07:002019-05-14T16:38:28.758-07:00is it a song?
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on thursday night when i had a long
night with bella (now 8) & liam (now 6), the kids i've been
looking after now for well over 3 years, we had a bit of chaotic disco, so
i introduced them to this song & it became an instant hit, so
both yesterday & today when we came home from school,
playground & outdoors gym they immediately had ”alexa” play
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Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-84871518457564847522019-05-13T16:06:00.001-07:002019-05-13T16:06:40.086-07:00another canadian trio<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-46985224036571830202019-05-10T14:41:00.001-07:002019-05-10T14:41:45.372-07:004 longearlier today the copies of<a href="https://www.knivesforksandspoonspress.co.uk/product-page/4-long-by-lars-palm-54-pages?fbclid=IwAR3nSsvOAOHEzr0pdRYAQsppyEwkzwHHtdp5_kpFhYl2zHtULtSgXVzu-h0"> 4 long</a>, my new book from<a href="https://www.knivesforksandspoonspress.co.uk/?fbclid=IwAR3nSsvOAOHEzr0pdRYAQsppyEwkzwHHtdp5_kpFhYl2zHtULtSgXVzu-h0"> knivesforks&spoons press</a> arrived in the mail. it's always a delight to hold a copy of a book you wrote for the first time. huge thanks to alec newman for all he does for poetry<br />
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Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-27318756438805855652019-05-08T16:00:00.001-07:002019-05-08T16:02:11.140-07:00why not?that's my most common answer to the question "why?" this is an interview with<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zoketsu_Norman_Fischer"> norman fischer</a>, one of the finest zen teachers in the west. you don't need to have any interest in that tradition to appreciate most of what he talks about here. imagination & how you can use it is relevant to most of us<br />
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made me want to take up haiku againLars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-72638378866948154072019-05-06T08:16:00.001-07:002019-05-08T16:00:58.621-07:00oops, i did it again<span style="font-size: small;">these poems have been loitering in my laptop for some
time now. fans of <a href="http://www.richardthompson-music.com/">richard thompson</a> may recognise the titles. the
first 2 of them were published in <a href="http://onbarcelona.blogspot.com/">on barcelona</a>, lovingly edited by
<a href="http://www.hamiltonstone.org/hsr38.html">halvard johnson</a> (by who i published an e-book, <a href="https://issuu.com/swirlmag/docs/halvard_johnson">trapeze</a>, in 2015), in
2012 & never collected, the last one was finished earlier this
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<span style="font-size: small;">exiting possibly non</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">existent town hall</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">not quite in time for</span></div>
<span style="font-size: small;">their honeymoon due</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">to bees on the runway</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">the survivors all say</span></div>
<span style="font-size: small;">it was a blast</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>TWO LEFT FEET</b></span></div>
<br />
<div align="LEFT" lang="sv-SE" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-size: small;">were crossing the street</span></div>
<span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="sv-SE"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">one
got run over &</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">the other one was speechless</span><br />
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<div align="LEFT" lang="sv-SE" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-size: small;">tangled up in shoes out</span></div>
<span style="font-size: small;">on the dance floor</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">to the delight of</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">cops stumbling around on</span></div>
<span style="font-size: small;">their beat not having</span><br />
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">a
clue what's up or down</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>SHOOT OUT THE LIGHTS</b></span></div>
<span style="font-size: small;">so we may see the stars</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">should they decide to come around</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">& when they do, put your rifle down</span></div>
<span style="font-size: small;">& we'll start a camp fire</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">& cook somebody</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">there's lots to say about richard thompson. i won't do
that biographical essay, at least not now. for now i shall leave you
with his amazing version of <b>oops, i did it again</b>. enjoy</span></div>
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yes, there is a plan. this cheeky blog
isn't just personal. sometime in a not too distant future there will
be a chapbook press called cheeky editions (call & guidelines
will be posted when the time comes). for now, here's a pdf broadside
of my only surviving flash fiction. if any of you peeps want to
become a broadside, drop me a single page word document at
larspalm69ATgmailDOTcom</div>
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<a href="https://www.dropbox.com/s/x78ibbip6vcjrus/under%20the%20sun.pdf?dl=0">under the sun</a></div>
Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-52149857369103492752019-05-05T06:32:00.001-07:002019-05-05T06:32:10.851-07:00migrating links
some of my favourite poets, (still
acive) bloggers & people. i'll let them speak for themselves<br />
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<a href="http://reallybadmovies.blogspot.com/">richard lopez</a><br />
<a href="http://robmclennan.blogspot.com/">rob mclennan</a><br />
<a href="http://eileenverbsbooks.blogspot.com/">eileen tabios</a><br />
<a href="https://mhcyoung.blogspot.com/">mark young</a><br />
Lars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601225547498284419.post-46859653090025599032019-05-04T10:52:00.001-07:002019-05-04T10:56:20.011-07:00saturday night musici've been a fan of exodus since 1985. then a few years ago i found this video. a live version of a lesson in violence. so here it is<br />
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time to return to blogging. what will follow remains to be seen. but for now i have a new book to welcome into the world. <strong><a href="https://www.knivesforksandspoonspress.co.uk/product-page/4-long-by-lars-palm-54-pages?fbclid=IwAR3mKvl_6dccAaCp1TI4vfjH9Aw24qwedc5EtX6FWn7qCfsyo74mKTP-2GA">4 long</a></strong> published yesterday by <a href="https://www.knivesforksandspoonspress.co.uk/?fbclid=IwAR3mKvl_6dccAaCp1TI4vfjH9Aw24qwedc5EtX6FWn7qCfsyo74mKTP-2GA">knives forks and spoons press</a>. between the covers you meet a zombi, a standard face, some letters & a 1066 word poem. it's best to get it straight from the press, to keep him doing the brilliant job he's doing<br />
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<a href="https://larspalm.wordpress.com/">mischievoice</a> is now retired as it was written by another person in another life & has lost its relevance as an online presence. though i still like the pen on the templateLars Palmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03646884829070244008noreply@blogger.com0