{"id":10740,"date":"2016-04-11T08:53:50","date_gmt":"2016-04-11T08:53:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=10740"},"modified":"2017-08-05T14:47:48","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T14:47:48","slug":"poems-from-the-winning-cafe-writers-commission-pamphlets-as-we-launch-them-tonight-in-norwich","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/poems-from-the-winning-cafe-writers-commission-pamphlets-as-we-launch-them-tonight-in-norwich\/","title":{"rendered":"Poems from the winning Caf\u00e9 Writers Commission pamphlets as we launch them tonight in Norwich"},"content":{"rendered":"

Ink Sweat & Tears Press is very pleased to be able to launch the winning pamphlets from the 2014 Caf\u00e9 Writers Commission Competition tonight at Take 5 <\/a>in Norwich. During the course of the competition Jay Bernard and Jonathan Morley emerged as two fine poets whose poems and proposals complemented each other superbly. Each of them chose to look at characters forgotten from mythology and\/or history and then to take that theme even further to explore the notion of identity. For more information please go to our Shop IS&T Press<\/a> page.<\/p>\n

Jay and Jon will be supported by the Ink Sweat & Tears Poetry Writing Scholar (MA) for 2015\/2016: Joanna Hollins.<\/p>\n

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Jay Bernard: The Red and Yellow Nothing<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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VII \u2013 A Dark Interlude: in which Darkness herself comes across Morien\u2019s dreaming body and is like woah<\/em>. The dark waxes wan, the dark waxes red. Light is emitted from things that are dead:<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Every eye in the forest<\/p>\n

has slipped into the gutter<\/p>\n

of the face. The world is<\/p>\n

changing hands: waking<\/p>\n

and falling swap rings.<\/p>\n

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Morien’s body speaks to<\/p>\n

the thin high black he<\/p>\n

sleeps in. For many years<\/p>\n

this black has sat and<\/p>\n

spoken with badger<\/p>\n

stripes, caves, prehistoric<\/p>\n

cockatoos, but never a Morien.<\/p>\n

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Black hands, rhino grey<\/p>\n

black arms and chest<\/p>\n

downed with black hairs<\/p>\n

sprung tight into coils.<\/p>\n

His palms, the soles<\/p>\n

of his feet are black and<\/p>\n

so is the inside of his mouth,<\/p>\n

all besides his eyes and teeth.<\/p>\n

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Morning darkness talks<\/p>\n

with this body as whales<\/p>\n

sing in the deep. Morien’s<\/p>\n

tone is like a voice black<\/p>\n

thought she heard carried<\/p>\n

on the silent lightless<\/p>\n

current in her head.<\/p>\n

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She can’t get enough.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Bounces the sounds<\/p>\n

of the world before\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the sun, and, wow,<\/p>\n

he can actually\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 bounce it back.<\/p>\n

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Jonathan Morley: Euclid’s Harmonics<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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Maiden in the Map
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Here\u2019s the place. Stand still. She is not hard to find:<\/p>\n

Speed has spread a lacework of lanes over<\/p>\n

the Amazon curves of my lover, who turns on waking.<\/p>\n

Her legs are crossed at White Fryers,<\/p>\n

her hip rests on Grayfriars Gate<\/p>\n

and the wall at Gosford Streete runs<\/p>\n

a hand along her ass; she slackens<\/p>\n

Fleete Streete\u2019s leather bond<\/p>\n

strapping one breast to a necklace of rivers<\/p>\n

saying St Michael\u2019s is her navel<\/p>\n

but a School throngs at her heart\u2014<\/p>\n

and reclines below me on a throw of the Chilesmore meadows<\/p>\n

where I am dizzy as the samphire gatherer hanging<\/p>\n

with basket to a chalk cliff, the folio not yet printed.<\/p>\n

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