{"id":7814,"date":"2022-12-01T12:57:47","date_gmt":"2022-12-01T12:57:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/?p=7814"},"modified":"2025-05-20T07:33:14","modified_gmt":"2025-05-20T07:33:14","slug":"doug-jones-from-posts-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/7814\/doug-jones-from-posts-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Doug Jones: from Posts"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><em>15\/9\/22<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cChris Torrance is out of Tupi \u2013 kicks a ball<br \/>\nup against a wall. He\u2019s gone, out of county<br \/>\nTupi &#8211; kicks a ball up against a wall. Listless<br \/>\ncity &#8211; own wash water god \u2013 ain\u2019t no jungle<br \/>\nmonk at all. So call out the weather guard,<br \/>\nshe\u2019ll come and take him home. Please you<br \/>\ncall out Yara \u2013 the weather guard \u2013 she to<br \/>\ncome and reach him home. Out the agri<br \/>\nbusiness \u2013 to the Buddhas, the deepens and<br \/>\nthe stone\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><em>22\/9\/22<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThe red + green rushes wildly when you<br \/>\nleave the house, can never leave the mass<br \/>\nthe rushes, never stop the hour discourse of<br \/>\nplants, or control a glass that shines on a<br \/>\nhuman mind that is no different. But one<br \/>\nfears totalitarian nature, it has ruined the<br \/>\ntown. And it is right to feel swayed + ill<br \/>\nwhen you go to the house, through the<br \/>\nrushes + all the animals are red\/green in a<br \/>\nghost mind, comes birthing\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><em>29\/9\/22<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThe valley sin a mask. Glacier clay in a mask,<br \/>\ntrying hard to push it words out toward an<br \/>\ninterlocuter \u2013 from behind the sun dog who<br \/>\nfarm it. Watch it at home, when you\u2019re tired<br \/>\nafter work, when you\u2019re having some time<br \/>\naway from the kids. I know the name of the<br \/>\nsinger, the stoneman of a horse \u2013 and she<br \/>\nwill sing and dance for you. Directs of the<br \/>\nvalley, striate the horse\u2019s house \u2013 a woman<br \/>\nin mascara\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><em>6\/9\/22<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHow\u2019d we address the problem of<br \/>\nrepentance in nature? Is it really sorry?<br \/>\nThe yellowhammer, the hawthorn, bracken \u2013<br \/>\nwhat bits do we cut? Questions Chris<br \/>\nTorrance never got to: how to turn the great<br \/>\nplace round. Of the candle fire, to write for<br \/>\nthe stream prebendary shallow + gone \u2013 a<br \/>\nthing burning + transformative. Have seen<br \/>\nthe priest in its capsule. Up to late<br \/>\nhaymaking, a seed in prayer\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><em>13\/10\/22<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou lost your record &#8211; Lamb dives, queen<br \/>\nwasp flops. Little exemplar animal of sport.<br \/>\nIs in my dark thoughts; someone\u2019s come in,<br \/>\nfrankly better than you + you\u2019re burnt out.<br \/>\nWere the coldest saint in May, icy face<br \/>\nlooked from the stadium walls at the people<br \/>\nas they push in to get the spring, event,<br \/>\nfrom one foot to the other spring, through<br \/>\nthe air, no longer yours, carry mercy the<br \/>\ngame that melts\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><em>20\/10\/22<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI was going to sleep. Thought of the field at<br \/>\nthe end of my road, used to play there as a<br \/>\nchild. Could remember it exactly. Chomping<br \/>\naway. What faculty of the brain gave it back<br \/>\nto me? this ghost to my attention \u2013 what is<br \/>\nmy intention? All them letters that have<br \/>\ncome out of my mouth in time \u2013 transitional<br \/>\nforms, word in my sharp teeth as I lie a-bed.<br \/>\nLess than the boy. Less. than a field\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><em>27\/10\/22<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDisordered, the word &#8211; bombing from<br \/>\nheight the still recognisable grass, is legal.<br \/>\nAn accelerated descent. Bill\u2019s Lion<br \/>\nconstantly goes back to the battlefield,<br \/>\nblock cawing for his mum, who\u2019s been<br \/>\nstruck. His grief comes as a continuous<br \/>\nnoise, characteristic of music, but<br \/>\nrecognisable in a far greater narrative of the<br \/>\nearth scars, pattern moving outside in pitch,<br \/>\nrhythm. Form. Denaturing him\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\">Doug Jones has published four books of poetry with Veer and Salo press. <em>covid posts<\/em> has just come out with Contraband, a book is also pending with Loxham Press. Work has also appeared in <em>datableed, VLAK, <\/em>C<em>hicago Review<\/em> \u2013 as well as a few other places. He is currently working as a GP in Yarmouth.<\/span><\/p>\n<h4>Click here to go back to:\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/glasfrynproject.org.uk\/w\/8008\/contributors-and-links-to-pages-1-4-4\/\">Contributors and Links to Pages 1 &#8211; 4<\/a><\/h4>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>15\/9\/22 \u201cChris Torrance is out of Tupi \u2013 kicks a ball up against a wall. He\u2019s gone, out of county Tupi &#8211; kicks a ball up against a wall. Listless city &#8211; own wash water god \u2013 ain\u2019t no jungle monk at all. So call out the weather guard, she\u2019ll come and take him home. 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