Arthurian Merlin

 

 

 

 

 

three  of my 2013  poems written   on theme of life of   king Arthur

I is  a  retelling of the  lust of  Uther for Igraine

II  is  the  story of Merlin beguiled by   Nimue

III is the  death  of Arthur

 

I

 

Merlin fetches  a sea ran spell to turn  King Uther

 

leaving  out  one word of nine

the  lusty king  is mistaken

For

rather  than

by

the lady

 

timbre haired  ice cream girl 

the lady Igraine  Ygerna

 

Both women now live in the castle to the confusion of her lousy man of a husband

 

 

Merlin comes  to the rescue with cloak  and vapour

cracks a cage to catch hawk feathers

stumbles   headfirst into a  midden

counts himself under a mire

 

What a fine lady  pale and trembling

rope  arches to a casement

is that the shriek  of a gull?

 

 

II

Trees hide temple and given altar

Bride my foolish brother  my foolish sister

Merlin and his queen lady

   she says thy spells

Seeks your secrets

 

Hide the light   and the steps  to his old Earth

 

Hand on lake

Let me touch the ice

Darkling grail

 

III

Wolves and isolation crying to the pity

The day of his death

 

Move out of sounds  way 

Thin walls to the fortress and the moat

 

A mid coloured banner   bends in the rain

Dross frost  of pin flowers

Ancient bleak of wheat

 

No body say  doomsday

 

Dead in the stink of weird Avalon 

The champion is dead

Dead

 

The tide throws out the grave

 Award his armour

Scale turned to rack insects

 

 

 

Is  that  the shriek   of a Gull   Mark Littler  2013

Darkening  Grail  Mark littler 2013

Wolves  and isolation   Mark  Littler  2013

humanity the ape of anxiety

got letter warning me of "potential redundancy  that reflects the  difficult trading  circumstances  in which we are operating"
10 years as  twice national award winning adult education tutor specialising in  adaptive technology
well that is it having bouts of anxiety   for past week but that of worry over travel to college at night to do  further education  teaching course  and wait for bus in an another town  dark  now not so anxious as realised can afford taxi there and back  but of course now no place to teach at - neither have i taken the  29 days of holiday owing to me

poetry still popular with readers for example  he died in the ark http://www.writeoutloud.net/public/blogentry.php?blogentryid=29549

Not sure where you were led with it, but a bloody brilliant piece of poetry."
"I'm not completely sure I follow the exact meanings of it, but at the same time, I found it a sparking and stirring piece of poetry."

writing lot of mystic variations on myth and tending to tell  little stories in my poetry ie he died in the ark  timeslip, threshold bride , the sleeping engine,  zennor morning,  arthur the king,  helen is finally faceless 
that tell as much as the long romantic narratives
will still carry on with this

I have hoped to build my hawaiian  star compass if it EVER stops raining  and construct a cross staff  and build a paper sextant from kit  and hoped to blog on it
using the astrolabe  i can only work out I am standing still  !

what am i talking about in these poems

read deep space martyr a novel linked to the deep space  game franchise as expected a back story to the game  no plot or characters to speak of , bodies literally spill out,  monsters are reanimated corpses   and they keep on coming on and on in dark corridors and behind locked doors   loose mention of an unexplained alien artifact  which is  an  sentinel  obelisk called  here the marker  as any on ther better name for an alien artifact already taken
Richard Dadd the artist and the asylum  a illustrated biography of the parricide artist from his early colour plate  orientalist work to his  belief  of being possesed by ancient Osiris  from murder and madness  and then a slow genesis into a painter of delusions and fey  horrors   that made his name

the black book    of modern myths    the usual paranormal guide ticking all the occult from EVP to  spirit posses ion of a computer  but including examples from  the far east , phillipines and the pacific rim   many old stories retold

the 20th century in poetry    i admit i read very very few books on poetry  and thsi book only really got interesting in the 1960s   the pre war poets the greats were in the main dead and wrote like the dead, some  good content from the  first and second world war poets who fell in the field    but  often dire in inspiration and  content  from odes to the titanic to odes to  going shopping   all the laureate is here but little of the laurel

thinking if remaking my star clock  note the time  for december and may  reading off ursa major 

wrote  14 poems this week mix of supernatural mystic and  more mystic   for example written last night at 1945 GMT
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/helen-is-finally-faceless/
 http://www.writeoutloud.net/blogs/marklittler

my publishing sensation

The sensation is of course that i actually bothered to gather together all my poems from 1985 to 2011 and make an ebook for kindle i had decided to create an ebook because it was something to learn how to do and less effort than a published bound and bagged book
if you ever get on amazon check out christopher lantern his midnight name i wanted to price it at 50p but discovered this was below the drop down price list
quite enjoyed the experience of getting my poems in a book without the usual failed to make a anthology, competiti
ion shortlist or magazine
i also published via lulu http://www.lulu.com/product/ebook/christopher-lantern--his-midnight-name/17435539 priced at £1.00
i had created a new poem written in about two minutes and put it in tragedy and sadness rather than my usual category of faith enlightenment and universe

Perhaps the dead. Even the dead
Of death, of dream
Seeking escape in the mercury drowned white
Heavy unseeing
Biting your lover deep

had a few comment more than usual one being below
"man this has suicide written all over it
nice wording scary but good"
and another taking me up on the real colour of mercury -"mercury drowned white...but mercury is silver. So what is this? Very vague poem and alot of things you can read into it. hoping for more. "

should be my publishing selling line what is better than vague!