Bad Press ten year anniversary! Friday 8 February, celebrate via the launch of Bad’s latest badness, Sophie Robinson’s The Institute of our Love in Disrepair.
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New title: THE INSTITUTE OF OUR LOVE IN DISREPAIR
“Ladies and Gentlemen, we are gathered here today to welcome into the world such material objects of considerable mass as these you see now gathered together in their lump summed mass above, constituting in their congregation The Institute of Our Love in Disrepair, a book of poems by Sophie Robinson.
This publication is Bad Press’s first perfect bound collection, and also, therebyhenceforcewith, its heaviest, which caused a degree of quantum, ecological and ethical consternation for a moment or two until today’s board meeting, at which it was roundly decided that the congregation is worth its mass by way of being comprised completely and only of AWESOME POEMS. This book is full of blinding one-liners, perfectly formed love lyrics, and kick-ass couplets. HOORAY!
In the UK these are £5 plus £1.75 p&p, and in the U.S. they are $8 plus $4 p&p, which you may send us henceforthrightwith whomsoever you shall.
BLURBS TO COMES
love,
Bad Press”
New stuff!
Rich Owens on ARCOBAT & LIFE OF RILEY, Jefferson Toal & Samuel Solomon’s new books.
Abandoned Buildings: new Sorrow.
Also, who wants to be UR MAYAKOVSKY???
Sonnet 101
By Sophie Robinson.
why is everybody always writing
about fucking like me the more writing
to be done the less time to do the
necessary fucking for poetry
which is just as well when “at a bar” or
side by side alone & almost having
sex but in the end we change our minds ‘cos
work is early/harsh work makes you nervous
lines up the days & besides you don’t love
each other so much today as yesterday
& that dwindle’s dampened the itch to do
anything but write some stupid sonnet
frigid at the kitchen table no damp
itch to speak of no great love to leap off
From “Parlour”
By Sophie Robinson.
The parlour has collapsed, is filling with snow,
mother is by the bureau, my schoolgirl god
in a coat made for crying, lips like thick
flames & she places her strange head upon
my chest & begs to bend to each amber flag,
hands about her ears in a clement gesture.
21st October – PtM
The Scottish Writers’ Centre presents Poems for the Millennium Volume 3, The University of California Book of Romantic & Post Romantic Poetry, Winner of the 2010 American Book Award from The Before Columbus Foundation.
Thursday 21 October, 7pm. The Clubroom, Centre for Contemporary Arts, 350 Sauchiehall Street, Glasgow G2 3JD.
Editors Jerome Rothenberg and Jeffrey C. Robinson will be joined by Scottish poets Aonghas Macneacail, Gerrie Fellows, Tom Leonard, Peter Manson, Jane Goldman reading selections from Poems for The Millennium Vol. 3.
