Comments on: Katyusha, Katyusha, // Shaft of shite

By: Francis Sedgemore

Francis Sedgemore — Mon, 05 Jan 2009 10:14:54 +0000

This thread is turning into a poetry masterclass. Mr O’Brien could learn a thing or two here.

By: Gadjo Dilo

Gadjo Dilo — Sun, 04 Jan 2009 21:08:24 +0000

Kalinka, Kalinka,
Spear of Destiny,
Pillars of Salt,
How green is my valley,
And is there still honey for tea?
Brave brave Sir Robin,
There’s a one-eyed yellow idol to the north of Khatmandu…

By: Alec Macpherson

Alec Macpherson — Sun, 04 Jan 2009 01:24:11 +0000

Boyo, fuck he’s gone. That is. The. End. Heads on poles. Sand wet. With blood. Yankee’s wet. Dreams.

By: Francis Sedgemore

Francis Sedgemore — Sat, 03 Jan 2009 21:41:15 +0000

Well it's certainly adolescent, just as you described Pinter.

By: No Good Boyo

No Good Boyo — Sat, 03 Jan 2009 21:34:25 +0000

Could it be some sort of homage to Pinter, whose political poetry we will all miss?

By: Francis Sedgemore

Francis Sedgemore — Sat, 03 Jan 2009 00:18:11 +0000

Well then, let’s leave Sean to go chase his fucking tail.

And a happy new year to you too, dear Katy!

By: Ms Baroque

Ms Baroque — Fri, 02 Jan 2009 23:46:25 +0000

When in fact it’s the other way roundm and banality has become tragedy. I think Sean missed a trick there.

Happy new year Francis!