Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Saturday, July 19, 2014
The Journal of Elias Gillpington shines a beam of luminosity on to the dark and obscure goings on in the
in port of New Lynsmouth West Kirnowe.
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Erik Satie – Ogives
Erik Satie – Vexations (1893) Excerpt 1.
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Sunday, June 29, 2014
Morgowles, Smugairle-roin, Slefren-for, Medusa, jellied-fish reeling, floating in on the waves of the tides of the salt-splashing sea. Flotilla-armadas of comb-jellies, By-The-Wind-Sailors and Rhizostoma pulmo – Root-Mouth Lung – the gelatinous barrel of epithelium. They pulse their way towards us in pullulating wave upon wave – sea-jellies, transparent, rubbery hard-jellies, atavistic 600,000,000 year old jellies. Jellies bent on havoc. Into our peaceful harbour at New Lynsmouth they slopped, pulsated and glopped, an alien phylum, pre-dating the Human by unfathomable aeons and vast, dark gulphs of yawning primal time. Predators now, they had come for what was theirs – the world ! ! !
COMING SOON TO ‘THE CATERPILLAR’… PART 19 OF ‘THE JOURNAL OF ELIAS GILLPINGTON’, OUR GOTHICK TALE OF TEWLWOLOW TWILIGHT MYSTERY, SET IN NEW LYNSMOUTH…
Saturday, June 28, 2014
The Invertebrate Press presents Morgowles, Smugairle-roin and inexplicable perplexities in old New Lynsmouth.
Morgowles, Smugairle-roin, Slefren for, most eldritch and unrelishable creatures that they are – the Medusa or Jellyfish.
New Lynsmouth towne was little expecting a pulsing, slithering, pullulating, gelatinous flotilla of Cnidaria to come wobbling and a-quiverin’ up the slipway and into the shops and houses of the wharf-side district, but that’s what happened. Stark slick glossy resilient epithelium envelopes of entropy and elegance – the jellies that swarmed in from the sea. Atavistic remote sinister beautiful rippling umbrellas of glasrudh blubber transparency – comb-jellies and primitive sea-squirts and cucumbers, drifting this way on the tide.
Kingdom: Animalia; Phylum: Cnidaria; Class: Scyphozoa; Order: Rhizostomatidae; Genus: Rhizostoma; Species: Rhizostoma pulmo. (Macri, 1778)
The slithering forms of the smuggled ruins of the morgue-owls.
Friday, May 23, 2014
Friday, May 16, 2014
Chasing The Extraordinary Crossbill from sea to sea - seeing optical illusions of a long-tailed pigeon - Gwydhenn Idhyowek – trees clad in ivy – valley-swamp bluebells chiff-chaffs and three little glasses of cider from the Farmhouse - - -
‘The Seasons’ – Tchaikovsky - Victor Merzhanov
Martinu – Quartet No.5, in G minor.
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Thursday, April 24, 2014
Twenty years in the forest –
watching trees grow –
watching trees fall down –
What have I learned from this?
That trees grow up –
That trees fall down.
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Blazing in the sun –
white glare off the grass blasts the eye.
Green light off the sun beams the sea.
Light through leaf and light through green –
The beetle shuffles.
Sing birds your chirpers to the sea’s boiling roar –
Drowning sunbeam’s silent rush through space.
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Chiff-chaff a chatterjack crackle -
Crow scaw a roeking mock in black –
Buzzy bumble a bee go gathering.
Leaf’s banner’s spread and Spring declared.
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Miles Davis - Ornithology