ubterranean Blue Poetry
Volume V Issue VI
The Cover Art/Photo:
“blue dress, I”
by Rebecca Anne Banks
"blue sky song
morning sun through winter clouds
the trees bare . . . "
blue dress, I
“calling ziggy matto,
calling . . .
if women were flowers
you could fall into that beautiful girl
in that beautiful dress
be that girl
that beautiful girl
in that beautiful dress
in that magazine . . .
and lady cathedral
born in a burnt out basement
our lady of flowers
and like the rain they run
see them run,
running in the rain”
Subterranean Blue Poetry
Volume V Issue VI
instructions on how to speak the unspeakable
by Scott-Patrick Mitchell
plumeria : the word
itself is an enigma
, blossom gossamer
multi show & tell
in good hubris we wear
plumage, present air
feather to tether ideas to
how a flock locks sky
with a quill we quell
all the voices that fell
& speak to us instead
, us who hear whispers
smoke curls current to
run errand, signals how
a stress in accent can
change how a message
in botany, speak fluently
on seedpods, release god
whose bloom is fragrant
moment of chiaroscuro
the most beautiful words
in the world are spoken
only by flowers, names
a profound translation of
____________ (insert unspeakable word here)
the timetable of angels
by Scott-Patrick Mitchell
blessed be those
who have wings
to leave early, h
-ear bells chime
( home )
the strife of a life
is only as big as
you make it : er
-go trouble’s size
outer space w/
(ticket collectors take care of them...
Featured Poet: Robert Frost
I left you in the morning,
And in the morning glow,
You walked a way beside me
To make me sad to go.
Do you know me in the gloaming,
Gaunt and dusty gray with roaming?
Are you dumb because you know me not,
Or dumb because you know?
All for me And not a question
For the faded flowers gay
That could take me from beside you
For the ages of a day?
They are yours, and be the measure
Of their worth for you to treasure,
The measure of the little while
That I've been long away.
Craigslist Maine – Missed Connections – July 26th, 2016 – Anonymous
Green-eyed server at Becky's Diner... - m4w (Portland)
Green, smoldering eyes, dimpled chin, and lovely tattoos of the moon phases.
"Actor" with bad brunette dye job and dark eyes.
We should hang out. Casually at first. Then it will organically become this thing we do - getting together whenever we can. And we will talk and won't
want to stop talking. And we will start to miss each other when we're apart for even a day.
And we will get scared, and we will still come back for more. Because, wow.
And eventually talking won't quite be enough.
And we will kiss, and kiss (in the rain, sometimes), and it will be a minor Greek tragedy every time we have to stop.
(N.B.: “and the rain, the rain . . . and the sunlight too” - a note from the editor
“and the ice cream and the ice cream . . . maybe another tattoo” - a note from the other editor
“dance” - says the cat
“ice cream is 4ever” - says the other cat
"you are not getting ice cream, you are getting cake" - says Machiavelli)
The Paperwork Rebuttal: Modern Love.
Byline: Subterranean Blue Poetry
Title of Book: The Paperwork Rebuttal
Author: Daniel Roche
Publisher: Philistine Press
Date of Publication: 2013
“Never gonna fall for
Modern Love walks beside me
Modern Love walks on by
Modern Love gets me to the Church on Time”
-from Modern Love by David Bowie
The Paperwork Rebuttal by Daniel Roche is a modern caper of high angst, at times hilariously funny
and at others a true rendering of the art of serious poetry. The poetry is fashioned into public
information forms, the kind for filling out income tax, for jury duty, for the dissolution of a
marriage, etc. typed and exquisitely neat, yet a soulful, considered rendering of poetry. Sometimes
the poetry is high camp, sometimes sincere romance but the creatively ensized words inside boxes
is a true stylistic anarchy. Perhaps a protest against the disembodied, sterile, public information
function, the “anonymous” population vs. the man, the poetry is a sophisticated personal vent that
reshapes the nature of public space, as if denying the autodidact and forcing the public servant/the
government/the machine to see him as a human being. Daniel Roche (Poet/writer/playwright/teacher)
studied English and creative writing at San Francisco State University earning an M.A. His poetry
has been published in journals and his plays performed in San Francisco, California and Taichung, Taiwan.
He currently lives and teaches English at a college in Huadu, China.
This exciting new work begins with an Income Tax form and tells the story of a reluctant accountant, which
immediately casts a shadow but he is looking for a new career which gives him some redemption. It is the
story of his grey routine and everyday grind, boredom with his wife and family, that leads him into an
affair with an associate. The story in poetry unfolds in poetic narrative and sometimes in a series of
inchoate broken word constructions, at times quite funny and at others serious, there is beautiful
garden imagery running through the work and a reunion with a positive ending.
The Jury Duty form contains a narrative of very dark humor about an autodidact working for a mortgage
company and his sole cat campanion. There are the older noisy lovers upstairs, with an unfortunate
story about his cat, at the end he pulls “accountant” humor about his upcoming role as a jury member.
U.S. Solidarity as Poetry/Indefinite Patriarchal Ailing Report. This is very enigmatic, reminiscent of
sterographic poetry, 2 or 3 words in a series of boxes, borders on the DaDa Movement after W.W. I, with
completely nonsensical presentation. But may be telling different stories in broken truncated
thought forms as if one side of a conversation, an expression of a violent society.
“Department of Transportation HIGHWAY-RAIL GRADE CROSSING OMB No. 2130-0500
1. I’m Jealous of the Driver’s Smouldering Heartache
1a. Enough Loss
1b. As if His Guilt/Blood
2. Contained in the Wreckage are Yellow Heels
2a. Enough Singed
2b. As if my Daughter/Flare
3. Attached to the Tracks are Pennies
3a. Enough Crushed
3b. As if an Afternoon/Complacency
4. Stole My Sense of Fire, of Intimacy, of Laughter
5. Taken by Accident/Lost
6. As if I am Debris/Choking
7. I walk with purpose 8. Retracing 9. Steps 10. Taken Lush
11. Away (She was born in June) 12. Ashamed by my baldness or breath
Passivity __ Patterned __”
The themes of the poems involve broken personal relationships, whether it is the man living alone with
his cat, or the autodidact struggling with his marriage, or a society scion eventually discovering love
at a flower stall, these are inside messages of the very conflicted intimate spaces of the Western World,
rooted in a Machine Age service economy. My favourite was the Petition for Divorce in which the man being
petitioned wants to remain married. This unique presentation, a work of poetry breathing fire.
This groundbreaking book of poetry, mixing dark realism and humor with romanticism is a unique and
fantastical read, breaking with traditional styles to be a truly original offering in the New Age
Renaissance Republic of Poetry, a brilliant read, The Paperwork Rebuttal
by Daniel Roche.
Available @ Philistine Press
Gog and Magog: post-modernist timepiece.
Byline: Subterranean Blue Poetry
Title of Book: Gog and Magog
Author: Ciaran O`Driscoll
Publisher: Salmon Publishing
Date of Publication: 1987
"If I should fall from grace with god
Where no doctor can relieve me
If I'm buried 'neath the sod
And still the angels won't receive me"
-from If I should fall from grace with god by The Pogues
Gog and Magog is a simmering drastic in poetry on the “weather” of Ireland in the late 1980`s during the last of sectarian violence at
the end of the Twentieth Century. Ciaran O’Driscoll is a Poet/Writer born in Ireland and living in Limerick. He has won literature awards
and written 8 books of poetry.
A slow winding narrative, disjointed thoughts, sometimes blunt, sometimes rolling, lends itself to the post-modernist school. The poems
dwell in a series of apparently nondescript descriptions, as if painted edges, that winde into a larger picture, as if talking around
the center of a storm. As if there is an argument that you can’t name, a war actually, with great violence (and perhaps a hidden personal
dialectic). In Ireland, at this time it was a social taboo to talk of the sectarian violence, the times of violence are known as the
Troubles. And so the poems in their way are rife with talk. At times the imagery dwells in war, with very violent images that are balanced
with the classical essence of nature imagery.
"ANATOMY OF THE COPPER MAN
(copperwork figure in a pub, Co Galway)
The entry wound is under the right elbow - here.
And as you can see the neck of the fiddle has
struck the heart. In fact almost the whole fiddle
has entered the body. Only the head and feet
Each arm, each leg, is fifteen fragments;
the trunk an archipelago, a jigsaw
presided over by the moonstruck face.
A relic of geansaí adheres to the neck;
lapels of a vanished coat. A straw hat
crowns this extraordinary apparition.
It fidgets forward in fine copper boots,
its own backbone for walking stick.
A king of shreds and patches, gentlemen, held
together by no thread of consequence. Note how the
fixed grin belies the fact that the night sky floats
through the wounds.
The work is entirely enigmatic and of revelation, all in the same breath, at times fantastical
as if someone driven by bizarre circumstances into a very dark humor. The use of language and style is art nouveau, an original
take on poetic climes.
"VITEBSK, SOMETIME IN 1941
It was my wedding day: I remember the
neck of a beer bottle sticking out of my
coat pocket, and someone joking, ‘You’re
And we thought it was a joke
until the major’s wife came in.
We saw that she was crying, and believed
In Belarus, we have a good memory
for things like that: not far from here,
a village was burned with everyone in
and there’s a copper bell
on the site of every house
that tinkles in the wind,
The title Gog and Magog borrows from Biblical quotes in Ezekiel and Revelations, a prophescy of war against Israel, where God will be
called upon to strike down the enemy. In terms of good against evil, and the desire for peace, the analogy is a sticking point.
A new take on the violent Western cultural dialectic, and particularly the violence in Ireland, perhaps prophetic, a timepiece in
post-modernist poetics 30 years passed. Gog and Magog by Ciaran O’Driscoll.
Available @ OBOOKO.
“o’ the rain
into Summer blues . . . “
slow, the blue
Rebecca Anne Banks
slow, the blue midnight sky
the ceilings of rooms
blue, quiet with rain
write to you
into the darkening
alien stars slow, drift across the nightsky
you as the perfume of roses
on a carnival Friday
you, flower gifts of strait away
in holay cantata
you, a thousand blues notes
in my hands.
Rebecca Anne Banks
lives in the New Age Renaissance Republic of Poetry. She is the author of over 27 books of poetry, a family cookbook, a book of
children’s stories, a book of World Peace Newsletters and a primer on marriage discernment all available at Amazon.ca
She is also the CEO/Artist at Tea at Tympani Lane Records (www.tympanilanerecords.com)
The Book Reviewer at The Book Reviewer (www.thebookreviewer.ca)
, famous American poet was born in San Francisco, 1874. He married Elinor Miriam White, his highschool sweetheart. They moved to England
where he met with famous British Poets, particularly Ezra Pound who aided in publishing his work. He returned to America and became highly celebrated, winning
awards, Poet Frost won the Pulitzer Prize 4 times and was United States Poet Laureate (1958 – 1959). He lived in New England and became a university professor.
He is best known for A Boy’s Will
(1913), North of Boston
(1914), New Hampshire
(1923), A Further Range
(1936), Steeple Bush
(1947), In the Clearing
(1962), amongst others.
Poet/Writer/Educator born in Ireland and currently living in Limerick. He has written 8 books of poetry and won
literature awards, including the Patrick and Katherine Kavanagh Fellowship in Poetry.
was born and lives in Perth, Western Australia. He won the Perth Poetry Slam
(2016), the WA Poets Inc Creatix Poetry Award (2015) and performed at THE 24 HOUR PERFORMANCE POEM, a full day of poetry improvisation.
Poet Mitchell’s latest poetry collection, inner pity poems
(2016) is available from Department of Poetry.
, (Poet, playwright, writer, teacher) earned an M.A. in creative writing and English from San
Francisco State University. His poetry has been published in journals, Branches Quarterly, Concrete Wolf,
Edgar Literary Review amongst others. He has written stage plays that have been performed in Taichung,
Taiwan and San Francisco, California. Currently, he teaches English and creative writing at a College in