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Revelations

I wasn’t sure I would go and if I did that I’d read; there was nothing appropriate in Mayakovsky to pay tribute to John’s communism.  John – not Elliott – wanted to go; of the Writers’ Group, he rated John’s … Continue reading

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On Readings of Short Exegesis

On Goodreads I followed the re-readings of Dadaoism, An Anthology to which I’d contributed ‘An instance from which telepathy can be proved…etc,’ the longest title ever, ‘Instance’ for short.  One reader, Janie, sought a mot juste and I offered ‘deconstruction’ … Continue reading

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Tim’s Party

Because I’d missed meeting John off the train, he’d the opportunity to ask my neighbour Diana for a cigarette and be told to fuck off. “Can’t a convict cadge a fag any more?” he complained, finding it difficult to take … Continue reading

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Coup, to Susan Scott

John Elliott was for drawing a line under the writers group on Langton’s closing down. We were after all published. It had served its purpose. I wanted to see, though, if it couldn’t be continued. One member, Kevin, solved the … Continue reading

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Kevin’s Writing Group and Me

I waited twenty minutes before anybody turned up, recognising it must be Graham from his greeting me. Linda came next and finally Kevin. We took to a quieter area where I read out prison John’s four poems. The first two, … Continue reading

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The Writers’ Group October Meeting in Parkshot

On my way to the WG, I was ambushed by Diana who wanted to know were we still friends. Yes, but I hadn’t time to listen to her long story of self even if she did cut it short which … Continue reading

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The Writers’ Group Meets Kevin’s Other

The notice boards had been removed except those rendered (one can only suppose by Loonie Rooney) inviolable with glass. John Elliott and I sat until I was giving up and starting a read to get it over with when Jacqui … Continue reading

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