das ist it . for now

I'm taking a short break from Proetics, but a new brand new blogsite will launch in late 2011, so watch this space!

In the meantime, check out my website for any announcements: www.michael-zand.com

das ist england . kaput

good riddance to rhubarb
the posh can be trying
but these crazies make hay
want a peaceful life in caves
or a slowly flawed sweater
have fun in pools for cash
whilst donkeys lead lions
and have my love to diet for

put a cork in it flatface
become our lord of the pies
and nurse the shouty ones
your fathers were never welders
they just drank stiff ones
like buy one get one fucked
a free guido with every order
or juliet from the chandeliers

heres to the banana brains
to ageing shirtless horsethieves
to the struggle to make music
to the boozy grand pianos
lets watch nudes fly and sing
we are the bog standard
the old world is under us
paving stones on the beach

lion

i am . man am
li on . as lan

circle . charkh
line . khat
line . khat
circle . charkh
life . omr
fire
light
fire
a cut
a crack
a tree i
splin . tered
a thin
stream
of glitter
you are . we
carried . in
love
i love
you . as i
am am
lion

My new book of poetry, lion, is out now from Shearsman Books.

It is available to purchase at all good online booksellers (and direct from me!). Look out for various readings across the UK this summer.

http://www.michael-zand.com/lion.php

i emmeline

am tired of advocates
and of you . actually
i don’t hate you . no
quite the opposite
it’s quite beyond you
to a sphere . a suffix
of praxis . of schism
to explain the absence
of soldiers . law courts
waged by women . i
a judge of life . is all
under a brief sentence
urging you . as a man
to be difficult / complex
a grievence propellor
to colour me by numbers
make me glitter them
deaf . deaf . deaf . de
a choice of each evil
living breathing breasts
a brutal question mark
with a baby that cries
an end . endless politics
papers soaked in snow
is from the beginning
as she smiles to us both
of a cat and a mouse
for the future . is going
to help wither this fight

old gaza . roa

is gone is
blocked
but there
and the . blocked
enough for a
soldiers . now
prism . and then
connate . by the the
if only . i cou
chip . bit by bit
taste her again
bit by bit by
a light breeze
hashem
strawberries
like all . ever

then i . would
even if it
when it . men
i truly would
stretch . me
is a cross

lights on the caspian sea

by the sand breaks sun loaded down as
old . ache
our masters drift
teded to sleep . i . i
told you as much . as there was
or at least as much as you
that those that those
un dulay . dulating
crystals were all iran . and
ever really please never find it
in . you know that dont you . aziz joon . like
the gold khorsheed glinting us . the waves

to make a multitudinous hall of mirrors

nesf e jahan

he said . we men we
* are half the world *
as he boiled tea
on a tiny gas stove

i slipped my tongue
in ( to ) her mouth
set / sweet / knees
isfahan is bone dry

a plastic jar of coins