by phoenix | Aug 14, 2003 | Poetry, Uncategorized
I am heat and sap-riddled sluggish pulse through skinsack, breath comes shallow, slow there is steamheat in my drumthrob chest, waterheat on my sweatbrow feet hung limpid over tub-edge taking in air like a dog’s tongue. the oceanfoam is like skyclouds...
by phoenix | Aug 14, 2003 | Uncategorized
At Christina’s in Holland (yay!!!). 2.17am. Just had first serious long, hot bath since leaving Australia. Some of you may know me and baths. Anyhow… bath scene in white, purple and blue for niels bijl, who ran the bath I am heat and sap-riddled...
by phoenix | Aug 12, 2003 | Uncategorized
by phoenix | Aug 12, 2003 | Uncategorized
My advice for the down-at-heel in Paris. Step one, purchase a “what’s on in paris” booklet from a street news vendor (40 centimes). This will inform you of all the cool free happenings around town, including funky music at the new fake Paris-Plage (sand,...
by phoenix | Aug 8, 2003 | Uncategorized
I like Paris. I do. This is my third or fourth time here, and as cities go, I like it. Wide tree-lined streets, a language I speak well enough to understand 90% of what’s said around me by strangers at outdoor cafes, thus feeding my...
by phoenix | Aug 6, 2003 | Uncategorized
Can’t find punctuation on dumb french keyboards. A and Q reversed. Will updqte when back on own ‘puter. Argh. Have not typed hunt and peck for decades.
