The paths of this week's Sunday Morning Poet, Duncan Jones and Outsideleft first crossed at the infamous David Benjamin Blower Outsideleft Night Out at the fabulous Why Not Coffee shop in Bearwood back in 2019. Oh What A Night! Duncan has become a firm friend of Outsideleft and sometimes contributes his highly regarded poems, here and there and essays, of which Duncan's piece on the business of talking in pop tunes (Speaking and Singing at the Same Time, April '21) is not be missed...
Music and Movement
Lungs clagged outside
sucked smoke
blown out as amulets
excremental air
Yellow sacs are full
with people weights
a breather
unseen caking
secret stalagmites
Fishes in blood are blind
His bloated neck in heat
a fat key jangle
sleeping tache where
the windowless eyes
Us against poverty romance or
fucked and ready dignity
Meandering in and out
of stupid garden
Her with jewelled eyes
and then bleak eyes and then
jewelled again
her heart her hate aflutter
her hurt her
hysterical hair map
Medical witnessing
at a chatter pace
Decay-stained valentine, curled
where the plumbing
Please
wash
your
hands
"We don't go
to the disco"
And the dank old
in the cold old
Brythonic dropped clouds
From the back window, The Shadows:
"Wonderful Land"
© Duncan Jones
