Podcast A Moi

Episodes

1. 16

   Ward Fourteen - York District Hospital

   This will be my last podcast for a little while - but the blog continues here. Place of smells and silence Of faces and paper A haze of care Lift The Patient The Patient Is Lifted Handflighted into bed I can't resist Lift The Patient The Patient Is Lifted Sink featherlight forever into sheets…

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   Dec 10, 2005
2. 15

   The Night You Twocced My Heart

   The night you twocced my heart I thought it was secured - Parked, locked and under lights Taxed, tested and insured The night you twocced my heart I left it parked in gear Downhill in the suburbs And dented in the rear The night you twocced my heart It had been cleaned – it’s just The exterior…

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   Nov 16, 2005
3. 14

   October

   always arrives a wet dog coughing like dawn doors in the gloom or axe on wood days end early too my conker socket eyes stare up at lower suns dead things turn white bellied toward the North and first frost expected thought lost etched in laced dreams of glass edges iced and a letter to a lover...

   Nov 12, 2005
4. 13

   Cheviot Lament

   This is a poem and some music that I wrote in 2001 at the height of the outbreak of Foot and Mouth Disease in the North East of England. I subsequently recorded it with the superb Northumbrian Piper Andy May on his album "The Yellow -Haired Laddie " released on Fellside in 2003. It was a real...

   Nov 5, 2005
5. 12

   Sunlight

   On the floor in my hallway Early spring sunlight on our faces We sit in shadowless conversation. Through the open door the daffodils nod acquaintance with translucent privet And the sweet smell of earth rises. You tell me about the time you sat in a room for a whole day Moving round to follow the...

   Oct 23, 2005
6. 11

   Another Country : Zevon Heaven

   I see him standing at the door of a hotel room Somewhere downtown Just in his underwear With the light behind him Reefer Clint-clamped between his teeth A headless gunner Letting fly with his Colt 45 Laughing as he turns his back to Motherfuckermotherfuckermotherfucker Ringing in his ears My Odeo...

   Oct 15, 2005
7. 10

   Another Country :The Dreams of Scotty Moore

   The old man smiles Mother of pearl Across his fretboard Does he dream? Is this his dream? That his fingers dribble over notes Like water over the rocks of a Mississippi stream Where the dangerous boy from Tupelo Bathes in the spotlight Visible only from the waist up.

   Oct 15, 2005
8. 9

   Another Country :The Man in Black

   His head and his hairs were white like wool, and white as snow; and his eyes were as a flame of fire; and his feet like unto fine brass,as if they burned in a furnace; and his voice as the sound of many waters. American Bandstand. 1962. His beltbuckle leaves a searing sunspot on the screen As he...

   Oct 15, 2005
9. 8

   Another Country : Hickory Wind

   A dead weight. A desert night Black Strung out As our bootlace ties. The gasoline smell A faraway city The fleeting shadow of a man with a spear Caught in the flames. A promise kept. I remember the oak tree That we used to climb Still Someone should say something As a hickory wind Blows the smoke...

   Oct 15, 2005
10. 7

    Another Country: Crazy

    Randy’s flyin’ the plane I can see his neck muscles stretched taut As he tries to hold us in the storm I love that ol’ neck The hair bed-tousled From runnin’ jumpin’ an ‘ playin’ I want it all to stop To feel his hands on my face Play house. The lights of Camden Tennessee pass Low and fast...

    Oct 15, 2005
11. 6

    Another Country : Hank Williams' Last Drive

    Young Charlie Carr's got this tune running round his head ( It’s Jambalaya - but he don't know that. He don't speak French.) Whistles it between his teeth over heater hum and Cadi purr. Don’t wanna wake The Man Sweat-stetsoned in the back seat Staring eyeless at a desert focal point As a pallid...

    Oct 15, 2005
12. 5

    Do Ya Wanna Touch?

    I wrote this short story a couple of years ago and it was subsequently published in Sand Magazine. It's based on a real event.

    Oct 8, 2005
13. 4

    Leaving

    Breakfast is over. John Humphries is whispering in the background A sawing noise comes from the garden Mum has looked through her Get Well Cards again. Now she’s planning her day. “What time are you leaving?” The voice is blurred Eye contact imprecise “ About 12.30” She nods like she’s understood…

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    Oct 1, 2005
14. 3

    Saltburn

    A rainbow Arch - perfect Catch its colours in the street names. Emerald. Ruby. Garnet Watch the pier dribble people out over the sea Where surfers hurdle the wind-whipped breakers Under a shark-shaped cloud We walk the tideline Dig into conglomerated memories of seasides Me an excited puppy...

    Oct 1, 2005
15. 2

    Echo Beach

    His redhaired son and Little Mermaid daughter are asleep A sea breeze whispers them goodnight Kashmir Weaves with cigarette smoke and talk Out into the dark of the olive grove below Far away in time Christos Family man Silversmith Friend Shirtless we push the wine bottle and conversation forward...

    Sep 25, 2005