Well, here it is folks, splurging into your fat faces like a
river of glorious, molten, shivering, jewel-encrusted vomit – hope you likes it….
STIFEK
Satie –
Vexations (Excerpt 2)
The Caterpillar wishes Joy to the World.
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Saturday, July 19, 2014
Elias Gillpington 19, Gortheren Kath Vlewek
The Journal of Elias Gillpington shines a beam of
luminosity on to the dark
and
obscure goings on in the port of New Lynsmouth West Kirnowe .
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Erik Satie – Ogives
Erik Satie – Vexations (1893) Excerpt 1.
The Caterpillar will soon
return in a Dub Version….
Sunday, June 29, 2014
Morgowles of New Lynsmouth
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 ! ! !
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rhizostoma_pulmo
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
Moose Mountain Muse - The Caterpillar 62
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.
Ripped by The Invertebrate Press, New Lynsmouth,
Penwithershins, West Cernyw .
Thursday, April 24, 2014
A Forest Life
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.
*
* *
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.
*
* *
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.
*
* *
Miles Davis - Ornithology
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