FATE GO FUGG YERSELF PART 2 - A CRITIQUE

Reminiscent of a telephone conversation I had with my agent one hoary night in May, Fate Go Fugg Yerself Part 2 leads us into a labyrinthine world of winners and losers and cosmic sages with ample time but little ambulatory inclincation. When my agent asked me whether I felt it was acceptable to rhyme "thimble" with "titball" I gave an unequivocable "No!" And this, the second poem in a series of ten, or more, seems to say to us, if we are humble and hungry enough to listen - "Yes!" Or is it, "Oh, no!" Not since Shakespeare's Lost Cornets For Hornets cycle has a poem hit the dizzy heights of solemn triumphalist confrontation and celebration with a small C. "To eat the world's jewel on the blackboard of rhyme" - it categorically doesn't get any better than that. If Shakespeare were alive today, he'd be squeezing out melons in sheer delight at the deconstructive interrogatory tone of what is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the as yet anonymous poet's contemplative irrigation. Hit!

Brett Trivia-Bricking-Shitezer IV Jnr.

FATE GO FUGG YERSELF PART 2

Tender is the world's fresh ornament
O churl most strange
Pity
Pity
Thee
Let me
Let me
Be
Great
Gluttony
To eat
the world's jewel
On the blackboard
Of
Rhyme
Fate
Go
Fugg
Yerself!

FATE GO FUGG YERSELF PART 1 - A CRITIQUE

Incredibly syllabic in its Haiku-like assertions, Fate Go Fugg Yerself Part 1 neither rhymes nor pertains to belong to that which we believe to be free verse. It dispenses with any pretensions to structure but to fully immerse yourself in the voice and intent of this piece you must seek out and absorb the pauses. What has popularly been known as detonator poetry by the great, very late Wilson Farting-Daily-Rarely-Cleering-Bowels, is nowhere more in evidence in Fate Go Fugg Yerself Part 1. When musing on the voice, one wonders if there is a person at all. The theme, whilst self-evident, is hidden in the mood. The author - and there is much speculation as to his or her true identity - clearly likes to gripe and moan his or her way through life. The meaning is underlying yet obvious and sometimes obverse or reverse, if you persevere. I made a note of the emotions I felt as I separated and determined everything which is consistent and obscure in what at first appears a slight murmur of a work. The symbolism, irony, metaphors and similes are sublime yet earthy to the point of moistened compost. Having put it all together the style and ebb and flow combines to provide a nature which speaks in every syllable of language and ultimately, even more language. Quite simple - staggering.

DR DAVID FEELGOOD-STANZASOVERHIEROFF

THE SHORT POETRY REVIEW

FATE GO FUGG YERSELF PART 1

Mine eyes
no longer see
that which
is before me
or behind me
but in front of me
I see
Only too clearly
and so wish
that I
did not
Fate
Go
Fugg
Yerself!

QUOTATION OF THE MEEK

When I offer it (Ed- literary criticism), I feel as though I've smeared shit on the rug.

Donia Carey

AH, DONIA, HOW SADLY MISSED YOU ARE. ONE DAY A BOOK WILL BE FILLED OF YOUR QUOTES AND YOU WILL BE AWARDED POSTHUMOUSLY THE HIGHEST ORDER OF ALL LANDS.

Arf, arf!