'The paper's suggested lottery numbers were three, seven, and twelve. Tanks and air power had been deployed against six thousand rebellious Bolivian peasants. An Eskimo had been shot and killed while trying to divert a Boeing 747 to North Korea. A Breton trawler had gone missing with its eleven-man crew. A woman had celebrated her … Continue reading In Full View Of Its Master
Author: Daniel Bennett
I'm a writer and poet. My first novel, All the Dogs, appeared in 2008, and was described by Niall Griffiths as 'a stirring debut, a compellingly written tract on the importance of finding a place on the earth.' My fiction has appeared in London Noir, Crimewave, Black Static and 3AM. I live in London, where, amongst other things, I teach Creative Writing for the Open University. https://absenceclub.com
A Commonplace by Jonathan Davidson
My review of Jonathan Davidson's A Commonplace appears on Wild Court 'A sense of place abounds in Jonathan Davidson’s A Commonplace (Smith-Doorstep, 2020), and while that might seem natural from the title, the ‘place’ here derives from a translation of the Latin term ‘locus communis’ or ‘a general or common topic’. Commonplace books were collections of sayings, … Continue reading A Commonplace by Jonathan Davidson
Restless Voices by Alan Price
My review of Restless Voices by Alan Price appeared in issue 66 of The Journal. Reading Alan Price's recent book, which includes a sequence of poems using the cut-up method, I was struck by how this form of work offers an almost an inverted experience, in that it is more interesting and rewarding to write than it … Continue reading Restless Voices by Alan Price
Interzone Digital
My year so far has been caught up with sleep deprivation and illness, an inevitable Covid infection turning the last weeks into a zombie state of dead time, old cartoons and black-and-white films on Youtube. I can't believe half of 2022 has slipped away from me. The early months of the year had also seen … Continue reading Interzone Digital
Cheap and Tasteless
'The code parlours, the tattoo parlours - all run by one-eyed poets sixty years old, loaded on Carmondy Rose bourbon - the storefront tailor operations and chop joints, their tiny show windows stuffed with animated designs like postage stamps or campaign badges from imaginary wars or bags of innocent coloured candy, were already crowded with … Continue reading Cheap and Tasteless
The Interrupted Sky by David Lawrence
My review of The Interrupted Sky by David Lawrence appeared in issue 66 of The Journal. For seasoned watchers of American competitive reality shows—think tattoos, drag queens, fashion design, glass blowing— a phrase pops up with grinding inevitability. Usually uttered by some under-pressure competitor in the process of exiting events, no sooner are the following words out of their … Continue reading The Interrupted Sky by David Lawrence
A Parched Place
'The highway pushes onwards into the desert like a flat, grey cincture holding the dry, brown hills asunder. This was the road by which John Oxenshuer finally chose to make his escape. He had no particular destination in mind but was only seeking a parched place, a sandy place, a place where he could be … Continue reading A Parched Place
I Don’t Want To Go To The Taj Mahal by Charlie Hill
My review of I Don't Want to Go To The Taj Mahal by Charlie Hill appeared in issue 66 of The Journal. The first time I ordered a drink in a pub, I found myself asking for a 'light beer'. I don’t know what I was thinking, really, but I'd probably picked up the term in some American film or TV show. After a … Continue reading I Don’t Want To Go To The Taj Mahal by Charlie Hill
Bloom
My review of Sarah Westcott's new book, Bloom, has been published on Wild Court. 'The poems in this luminous book, Bloom (Pavilion Press, 2021) are tight, fragmented things, varying in shape and typesetting, in a style both abstract and committed: the world placed firmly underfoot even as the work revels in strangeness and uncertainty. The first poem, … Continue reading Bloom
Flatirons
Caught By The River published another of my poems in March, a little homage to the Flatiron mountains in Colorado. 'We headed for mountainsafter dark, a drunk planhatched in his apartment,scrawled like graffitialong the strip mallscarparks and empty lots, the sullen edges of the city.I’m not sure I ever walkedso far during those days,my idea of … Continue reading Flatirons
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