Poetry news,events,poems links etc from Amsterdam

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exploding galactic productions
April 2007 news letter


Contents.
1. what’s happening around Amsterdam
2. Gigs in the near future
3. Poems from around the world
Dolly Sen, Eddie Woods, Ted Jackson, Herman. J. Claeys, Barry Fitton
4. New web links
5. Regular events in the Netherlands

1.
On Saturday the 26th of May the international poetry festival
‘Fiery Tongues’ at Rugoord, will begin with the launch of a book containing a collection of poems by poets that have performed there
Including
Rob van Tour, Frans van Straaten, Wim v.d. Horst, Marc Tiefenthal, Erica Wesseling, Niels Hamel, Gerben Hellinga, Simon Vinkenoog, Louis Th. Lehmann, Hans Plomp, Diana Ozon, IreneLangenfeld, F. Starik, Max Lerou, Cees Buitendijk, Bep Grootendorst, Philip Meersman, Lucas Hirsch, Hedwig Baartman, F. Papenhove, Herman J. Claeys, Aboe Rosa Wolf, Witte Aap, John Schoorl, Baafje Wezenman, Anneke Claus, Tjtse Hofman, Endre Szkárosi, Julius Joker, MC Alfredex, Aixia de Villanova, Ira Cohen, Yuyutsu Sharma, Anke Leenders, Dolly Sen, Louise Landes Levi, Karen Margolis, Hakim Bey, Barry Fitton, Jordan Zinovich, Aja Waalwijk, Pamela Koevoets, Lennie St. Luce, Elsje Elysée Stroetinga, Kaatje Wharton, Bentsion Soetendorp en Jochem Noorden.
Details from Ruigoord@xs4all.nl
Festival details can be found at www.ruigoord.nl


Another Amsterdam legend bites the dust
After all these years Book Traffic is no more
The owner Herb as gone to the land of logos
May you be happy and rest in peace Herb
Where ever you ended up

So the shop as been sold
The books have all to be sold by the end of the month
Details
Big sale at BOOK TRAFFIC
Leliegracht 50
From 7th April - 75% off all the books!
More than 20,000 books - of which 10,000 are in English
open Monday thru Saturday, 10 a.m. - 6 p.m.
tel 06-421 65 406
Sale ends + Book Traffic closes for good at the end of April
Direct all email queries to janfictoor@hotmail.com and head your email
BOOK TRAFFIC QUERY

2.
Gigs in the near future
May 25th Nieuwe Anita
exploding galactic productions
pre-festival poetry extravaganza
with
Gijs Ter Haar
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fu ... D=29677150
John Sinclair http://www.johnsinclair.us/10for2/
Karen Margolis, http://www.poetsagainstthewar.org/March5reports.asp
Eddie Woods, http://corpse.org/author_info/woods_eddie.html
Baden Prince Jr,
'Loki'
Skinned ,
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fu ... =108686995
Ted Jackson
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fu ... ien9502465
Barry Fitton ,
'Metis'
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fu ... d=86332142
Ken Parsons
http://www.nuclearkazoo.tk/
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fu ... rie0296972
Jane on the roof
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fu ... d=69824460



Fiery Tongues poetry festival at Ruigoord

The exploding galactic productions Poetry Circus
Will be performing in the tent
on Monday 28th May at approx. 5.30pm

3.
Poems from around the world
If you would like to submit for this section,please e-mail
No more than 3 poems as a word document

This months featured poet
Dolly Sen

Chip shop

down to my last quid
a bag of chips will take the bite
off the cold winds

The woman behind the counter
her hands were covered in burn marks

it was her first day.

She also couldn’t wrap the chips up
properly

they were squashed

I didn’t expect to feel so much pain
just going into a chip shop.

Inside me
come inside
I may not let you in
or maybe slowly
or maybe you will keep me at the door
teasing by waiting
not quite all the way in
not quite touching the side of my walls
I want to pull you in deeper

I want to drag you to my shore
drowning times two
to drown with me
I will pull you in deeper
I will make you walk on water
you were made for my hands
you fall perfectly into my touch
water, sand sun one
you were made for my wombs
my womb
is my padded cell
I am
waiting for you to enter.

Love songs in taxis
love songs in taxis
ride to heaven
sitting in the backseat together
bodies becoming one
The driver pretends he doesn’t see
the radio is playing our song
Skin & bone disperses
There is only the music
and love being sung

Two years later

Love song in taxis
ride to hell
Sitting in the backseat
just one, body only one
The driver pretends he doesn’t see
the radio is playing our song
Skin and bone become stone
There is only the dying
and loneliness being won.



Saturday nights in Streatham

bile and flowers in litter bins
you never hear love songs
on Saturday night
Just the words, “I hate you, I hate you”
by those who have someone to love
The human animal needs alcohol
to be less painful
But it doesn’t seem to work
the broken glass on Sunday morning
pavements tell me that much at least.

Tears

A child & old man
tears so small, so heavy with light,
so heartbreaking
God lost the plot when a
child is able to cry

So a whole lifetime passes
and the old man cries
& God has still lost the plot

© Dolly Sen
http://www.dollysen.com/
http://www.myspace.com/dozzyangel find me on MySpace and be my friend!
http://www.myspace.com/hedfukfilmsWatch my films on MySpace
WRITER: The World is Full of Laughter - ISBN 0954221818 http://www.chipmunkapublishing.com
Am I Still Laughing? ISBN 1905610947

More poems

O hoofd vol bloed en wonden

Versterving en ontbering verzilverd tot deugden,
de dood verheven tot een levensdoel,

christendom bloed, zweet en tranen,
smart en wee,
geen ruimte voor geluk hier in het nu,
geen plaats voor blijheid, voor genot,
o Golgotha,
waar passie geen hartstochtelijke liefde is
maar lijdensweg, Mattheuspassie, een calvarieberg,
de pijn geheiligd tot een ideaal.

morbide godsdienst
in het teken van een kruis,
een strafwerktuig, een marteltoestel,
sadistischer dan een executiepaal,
wreder dan een guillotine,
gruwelijker dan een galg,
onmenselijker dan een elektrische stoel:
de nagelkruisiging,
de godsdienst met het kruis.

dan liever een religie met een halve maan
of met een ster
of een yin-yangsymbool,
een dharmawiel,
een zonnerad,
een lotusbloem.

maar niet een foltertuig als zinnebeeld,
een doornenkroon als lauwerkrans,
een hoofd vol bloed n wonden.

ik gruw van de symbolen van het christendom:
de sacrale woorden: “neemt en eet dit is mijn lichaam”,
ze snijden mij kannibalistisch in het vlees
de rituele woorden: “neemt en drinkt, dit is mijn bloed”,
ze zuigen mij vampirisch in de nek.

Laat deze kelk aan mij voorbijgaan.

© Goede week 200.
Herman.J.Claeys@telenet.be




ROUGH PLACE RUIGOORD
for Henry Blunt & Co.

I have a friend
who calls it Serf City.
I see it otherwise, mind,
although I do get his drift.
For me it’s ‘a nice place to visit,
but I wouldn’t want to live there.’
(As a New Yorker I can say that!)
Too insular, too much in its own world.
I love the people, I groove on the scene.
Yet after so many hours, never mind days,
I feel that I am outside gazing in on a maze.
A most magical setting, utterly oozing with charm;
it captures your breath...then leaves you disarmed.
It burns with goddess flames, pure force of creation,
even as an undercurrent broods echoes of damnation.
I knew that years ago, once I’d made the acid punch
that had half the village laughing, singing, fire-dancing
in what seemed like a cartoon version of Naked Lunch:
Finch-eyed Simon always grabbing the ladle for “More!.”
The teenage girl who eventually agreed that “It works!.”
And me tripping in & out with fairies and elves galore.
A very special colony, even now, today,
but of a kind I prefer to imbibe in small doses.
Ruigoord, oh Ruigoord, may peace be upon you,
forever and e’er in the rugged outback of Amsterdam.

©EDDIE WOODS


REFLECTIONS AND DIGRESSIONS ON A TUESDAY
I’ve never read great literature
I think
I’ve read a few books
Recommended
Some underground
Some over ground
Read till my eyes went round and round
Once read the phone bill
In Dutch
I was moved
It was impressive
I thought once is enough
I’ll remember this
I’ve listened to Beethoven
And like Mozart sonatas and have seen James Booker
Play piano in New Orleans
With his eye patch an’ crazed look
Somewhere between heaven and the gutter
Shared some class A stuff with him a few times
He was a hungry user
Died pitiful in a hospital waiting room
I’ve never seen one of those
Sappy poetic sunsets
You sometimes hear about from unpoetic people
But I threw up on the beach once
When I was a kid (that’s colorful !)
I’ve never seen a love story end happily
But I once kissed a girl I liked and
Went down on her in the movies

(She lost her knickers at the pause)
she said she’d like to fuck Juliet Binoche
and I did too
so I knew all things worked out equal
and not to worry anymore
I’ve never seen a supermodel naked
In the flesh or painted a museum
quality picture
In my fantasy I’ve buggered them all
And painted like Renoir
(It’s good to dream)
and I’ve still never seen anything
as beautiful as the day I woke up
and realized I didn’t need anything
to numb me or stimulate me
to face the day
(Life is Good)
©Ted Jackson
New book “A good Idea at the time”
ISBN. 978-1-84753-210-7
Will be reviewed in the next newsletter.

You all keep asking for a poem from me
So here is one for you all

I awoke this morning
deep inside you
the
passing traffic
unaware of what
was happening
passed by
just meters away
from our bed
sheets wet
from what
had gone
before
in the
endless night
that had coiled
around our bodies
as we moved
in rhythms
that only
we
could
understand

©barry Fitton




4. New web sites

Sara Wingate-Gray
http://www.thepoetrycubicle.com

Xaviera Hollander
www.xavierahollander.com/booker

Medicine swan
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fu ... =161559939
Joyen
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fu ... =158409925
LCA
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fu ... =150245539


5 Events in the Netherlands what’s on

If you would like your poetry event added to this Newsletter please inform me, barry@zonnet.nl
1e zondag (Sunday) v.d. maand (month): café Helmers, 16 uur Eerste C. Huygensstraat 59
1e dinsdag (Tuesday) v.d. maand: Festina Lente poëzieslag, 20 uur Looiersgracht 40
3e Donderdag (Thursday) v.d. maand: Zaal 100, 21:30 Wittenstraat 100 http://www.wittereus.net/zaal100.html (Broadcast live on the www.)
3e-zondag (Sunday)-v.d. maand: café Eylders, 16 uur Korte Leidsedwarsstraat 47
3e-zondag (Sunday)-v.d. maand: Ruigoord, in de Kerk, 15 uur In Ruigoord, je kunt het niet missen www.ruigoord.nl live on the web
Last Saturday of the month ‘Los Parablos. at Paradiso 8-30
AZART “ship of fools” Azart plein Friday night cabaret 10pm Poetry/music/great fun . http://www.azart.org/animation.html the ship is at the moment somewhere in the Med I think
The “Sugar Factory as poetry also http://www.sugarfactory.nl/
And the Winston http://www.winston.nl/
In DELFT:
3e zondag v.d. maand: Gebouw Vrije Akademie (org. St. Jambe), 14 uur Westvest 9, schuin t/o het station: open podium, toegang 7,50 / 5,- jambedelft@hotmail.com of 010-5917187 / 06-26606964
In ROTTERDAM:
Iedere laatste woensdag (Wednesday) v.d. maand: Een Continue Opzet in B14 de Twijfelaar, Mauritsstr. 173
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Other good online sites for world wide events and other relevant poetry info. Are
http://www.poetrykit.org/
http://www.litkicks.com/

more interesting sites
http://www.geocities.com/privaj/judih.html
http://groups.msn.com/NeoBeatHotel
http://www.baobabnet.tk/
http://www.corpse.org/issue_12/hedonism/woods.html
http://www.wordsinhere.com/
http://www.x-bout.com/index1.html
http://www.lively-arts.com/
http://www.davidraypoet.com/
http://www.doollee.com/PlaywrightsM/ManusWillard.htm
http://www.geocities.com/gijsterhaar/
http://www.visitliverpool.com/displaypr ... tkey=54703
http://toddswift.blogspot.com/2005_10_0 ... chive.html
http://www.deaddrunkdublin.com/stories/sean_brijbasi/
http://www.thepoetrycubicle.org.uk/

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then e-mail me at barry8@zonnet.nl
and I will add you to my mailing list.
love & flowers
from Amsterdam
Barry Fitton