Long Olson Poems

Translation of Eric Mottram’s Twentythird Legal by T. Wignesan

Le vingt-troisième légal

pendant la guerre le peuple devient obéissent de nouveau
plein du respect (et) de la confiance les enfants naïfs dans la foi
la gouvernance nécessaire  ...

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Pittsburgh, hammertown, Chuck Knoll and his boys
established the best Superbowl Era dynasty
with the "Steel Curtain" defense and the "Blonde Bomber" Bradshaw,
a defense disciplined on shrapnel and elite ego,
"Mean Joe Greene" and Jack Lambert, a compulsive...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s TWENTYEIGHTH LEGAL (Part One) by T. Wignesan
 
N.B. If any one is interested in reading the continuation of the extracts of letters that Eric Mottram wrote from America during 1965-66 to...

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ADDENDA
READING ALOUD Reading a poem silently ( as  compared to aloud)is the difference between staring at sheet music and playing the music on an instrument.Recitation  equates poetry to the experience of viewing a painting or...

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I had an old auntie called Mable
Who could drink men under the table
She’d tell folks of her gout
Sup up six pints of stout  -
then stagger to the loo when able!

11~23~16

WRITTEN BY JAN ALLISON


My paternal...

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Transl. of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 4 with a Clive Bush comment on Mottram's poetry 

Excerpt from an article, “From space to caves in the heart recreating the collective world in Eric Mottram’s...

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Off kilter

Yup
I sobered up
despite expressing regular
(unleaded and unlettered) 
urge to shtup
expunged courtesy 
system of a down
with shuga (mush)
and everything nice.

	The following crafted some time ago,
when empty nest syndrome 
pulled me psyche taut 
analogous to an...

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What once was is no longer.What once was a life of
pain is now gone. A life of hurt and anger has died
for now. All the unanswered questions are now
answered. A family I never knew is...

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In a loose-fit pink dress, she crawls through golden fields
The stems’ graceful sway in the breeze such pleasure yields

Muscular degeneration restricts mobility
But the illness did not impair Christina’s sensitivity

From his window overlooking the Olson farm
Wyeth’s...

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That night I had slept peacefully,
no repeating of the nightmare of a few nights before.
In my dream I had heard a voice.
The voice was loud and clear.
“Clifford Olson is dead.”
There was no repetition, no explanation,
only...

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Olsen’s America 
If a Danish sea captain by the name of Egil Olsen 
had discovered America, would it be called
Olsen’s land, and if so would it have become a more
friendly land without ambition to become...

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“Art is the medium by which a person, having experienced an emotion, intentionally transmits it to others” – Leo Tolstoy

A bleak monotonous landscape,
Had been her outlook for years.
She so vehemently longed to escape.
The young woman...

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Hit 'em up!  Hit 'em up!
Up, out and away

Singles, doubles, triples
and of course, the Big Bombay!

Snitker stoically managing from
the dugout
Ron Washington on third and Eric
Young, Sr. on first helping runners out

Strider, Morton, Elder, and...

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I hate that Nellie Olson
—Laura Ingalls, Little House on the Prairie

I’ll fix her. You’ll see.
—Nellie Olson, Little House on the Prairie
(regarding Laura)

Season 6, Episode 2: The two get muddy fighting over a man. Nellie gets...

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"As darkness fades with morning light
I feel your presence though not plain in site.
It was the same everyday
Growing
Surrounded by love ,
With touch and soft words , all that you'd say.
Two little faces, two hearts you...

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Last curtain call..
 
 
We don't belong together, we never really did.
 
When I am around you I don't feel like the kid i once did.
  
I say this with a tear in my...

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"Guarded and cautious ,
Like hiding the key.
The front stays erected ,
for anyone to see.
The posts , the prods, and banter,
are just to keep worry at bay. 
They're the one with the smile, not letting on...

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My blueberry pancakes were purple
So tasty, with pure maple surple
I ate the whole pile
and with a smug smile
I produced an enormous burple

I googled and ‘burple’ is a real word but my definition of it would...

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I fall asleep only to dream of you.
I wait by the phone wanting to hear your voice.
It is so cold and lonely without you here.
I have been given no other choice.
So I wait so patiently...

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