Sunday, 25 July 2021

Jackie Mason - d. July 24th 2021

From Brooklyn to the Catskills
the laugh’s on us; hotel tills ring
and punchlines are real punches.
A rabbi steps from the wreckage
of his joke; woman looks up from
her borscht, whispers nervously
are we allowed to laugh at that?









Friday, 16 July 2021

Andy Fordham - d. July 15th 2021

Old Viking steps from a longboat,
sways, smiles, and takes aim.
He is the gentle drunken warrior,
his people baying at his back. 
Sometimes such love is enough; 
Sometimes it is too much.


Read about Andy Fordham here 



Sunday, 11 July 2021

Raffaella Carrà - d. July 5th 2021

Quando dicono
canti troppo forte
ballare troppo velocemente,
mostrare troppo,
butta indietro la testa
cantare, ballare,
fare l'amore selvaggio
e fallo, fallo di nuovo.







When they say

you sing too loud,

dance too fast,

show too much,

throw back your head,

sing, dance, 

make wild love

and do it, do it again.






Thursday, 8 July 2021

Greg Noll - d. 28th June 2021

Beyond the reef,
the last great swell 

is forming. A man,

half boat, half bull,

paddles out to meet

himself, tougher than

the wood of his board,

waxed with self-belief,

death just one more

wipeout far from shore.


Read about Greg Noll here



Monday, 5 July 2021

Richard Donner - d. July 5th 2021

From the eternal set he rises,
seven daggers in his pocket,
framing the unclean streets
comic book style, shooting
by the light of kryptonite,
and when he says action!
he means 
ACTION!



Sunday, 4 July 2021

Stuart Damon - d. June 29th 2021

Through your ageless hyper-eyes
I saw the world become unreal,
as despots and their regiments
were stymied by the nemesis
who senses all, whose grip is steel,
who never fails, who never dies.



Wednesday, 30 June 2021

Donald Rumsfeld - d. June 29th 2021

There are people we know
whom we know are dead

and people we know 

whom we do not know 

are dead

and people we do not know

whom we do not know 

are dead

but we know Donald Rumsfeld 

is dead.


Read about Donald Rumsfeld here



Friday, 25 June 2021

John McAfee - d. June 23rd 2021

I scanned my files for you
and found the following:
1 viruses - P4r4N01d
3 trojans - Liber-T, 
SpyGrass, DeathCon4, 
and malware, malware
in every baleful eye.

Thursday, 24 June 2021

Brian London - d. June 23rd 2021

The past is an empty ring,
and that sound you hear
is the sparring of a ghost,
plying brutality as a career,
broken nose, broken heart
yet tough as Blackpool pier.


Tuesday, 15 June 2021

Damaris Hayman - d. June 3rd 2021

I cast the runes this morning
and they were clear; 
death is nigh 
for the jolly Englishwoman, 
the white witch in tweeds, 
giggling at her own reflection 
in the depths of her reticule.


Monday, 14 June 2021

Ned Beatty - d. June 13th 2021

You have meddled
with the primal forces 
of nature, unclothed 
a masculinity previously 
unseen but now all gone, 
steel into rust and dust, 
heading downstream.

Sunday, 13 June 2021

Edward de Bono - d. June 9th 2021

This poem says not why but how
This poem says not soon but now
This poem says to learn not know 
This poem says to find not show
This poem follows no straight lines
This poem will be redesigned

Friday, 28 May 2021

Freddy Marks - d. May 27th 2021

Here’s to those like you,
grinning in bubble perms
and purple dungarees,
with nothing better to do
than paint a child’s world 
seven shades of memories.





Monday, 24 May 2021

Max Mosley - d. May 24th 2021

Your end hurtles towards you
at high-speed; unswervable as 
the legacy of your name, banal 
as a seedy hotel, its final truth
never in the public interest.

 

Tuesday, 18 May 2021

Spencer Silver - d. May 8th 2021

















You left a note to history,
stuck to screen and worktop,
read, peeled off and binned,
a few words when all's done.




Wednesday, 28 April 2021

Michael Collins - d. April 28th 2021

Your name is circumlunar,
from light to dark to light, 
an orbit that can never decay.
Once the loneliest human
alive, this is your final flight
to a moon lit by eternal day.


Thursday, 22 April 2021

Les McKeown - d. April 20th 2021

I could lament you, but why begin it?
There were still girls to have fun with,
if only for the briefest minute,
but we ran out of gangs to run with.
Bye bye to the past: now you are in it.

Wednesday, 21 April 2021

Jim Steinman - d. April 19th 2021

 ...and I swear he's deader 
than the death 
of the American dream.
Yes I swear he's deader
than the death
of the American dream.
Dream!
Dream!
Deader than the death!
Deader than the death!
Death!
Death!
Death Death Death Death Death
of the American 
Dree-eee-eeam!


Sunday, 18 April 2021

Peter Terson - d. April 8th 2021

I learned a trade from you;
how the dirt and melodrama
of the ugly game was nothing
to the poetry of terraces and kops.
And you really shook them up,
and we shall be, 
we shall all be moved.

Friday, 16 April 2021

Helen McCrory - d. April 16th 2021

What materials: voice
like the slitting of lace,
eyes like quiet fireworks,
every glance speaking
of quiet feminine steel
and a gypsy’s curse.