a pamphlet by Maria Sledmere and fred spoliar
Ultraviolet rose us
spilled into formless
unration of atoms
and we spend ourselves back, the day
in luxe ellipsis
hills and hills
of recessional cloud, cast debt
between us, rolling one-sided
to release it, all of I’m rain
cast thru fierce aureate
disquietude, to not say
hope this finds you, or
nearest the soft motif of yr hair
bright spots around the antisolar point
balayage of except champagne
never sets. In a forest image / I cannot touch you
or notify through light that drowsy reminder
we are many. Something
decorative / in the cold soak of sylvanshine
gives up its entrance, the long day
composed of such stills is lying
back from its voyage. To say
all of the land escapes / an exorbitant teardrop
a teardrop. I have these ambient hands.
I wring the leaves...
Listen to readings from our Glasgow launch at Good Press, June 2022.
A5 riso-printed pamphlets and A4 posters available from Mermaid Motel and Face Press.