Frances Boyle
i. tiptoe neologism
shlip shush
insinulate round the cornerstoop
corridor percolumcution
fingler on hips
elephegantic wordplay
ii. elusive bongo breakdown
raptop slaptap
stopstart warily standstare pause
wantnot willnot cantstop ghosthaunt
staystrong playlong halfgone blob
badmoon ragoon showtune bassoon builtsoon
fleshwound mayjune lakeloon
muttership
rudderslip
wordlessness
pause
iii. calcify cottony domicile doll
where you live: curtains quilts cushions
dolloped whipped-creamy over surfaces
swaddled in cosy, you lie recumbent
blue eyes open to the ceiling
iv. complex phrasemake bizet adept
complex phrase – make bizet adapt?
v. verbosity rev
revving (start your engines) well then, well then, what do I think about the fine state of affairs in the world today? Let me tell you, it isn’t like it was (whazz, whazz) when I was young, no, not at all, it’s just a dog eat day world (whirr, whirr, whirr), ever’ body for them selves and it’s not mine to make of it more that it was but if I had my way there’s be a rev-rev-rev-olution, a revisioning, a new dog day, a taking off and going places, a tomorrow, a …
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titles taken from Craig Dworkin’s Maps http://www.ubu.com/ubu/unpub/Unpub_009_Dworkin_Maps.pdf
Frances Boyle is the author of two poetry books, most recently This White Nest (Quattro Books 2019). She’s also written a novella, Tower, and a forthcoming short story collection, Seeking Shade. Her poems and stories have appeared throughout North America and in the U.K., with recent and upcoming publications including Best Canadian Poetry 2020, Blackbird, Prairie Fire, Parentheses Journal, Cypress and The /tƐmz/ Review. Originally from the prairies, Frances now lives in Ottawa. For more, visit www.francesboyle.com
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