Selected Poems of Thomas Albert Fox

Intercourse

 

Contents 

Page

    1

Acknowledgements and Introduction

1

    2

Bride

2

    3

The Sirens Sang

3

    4

Superiority

4

    5

Pop Festival

5

    6

Penetrating

6

    7

Profound Love

7

    8

Lad

8

    9

Diemaker

9

    10

Yum

10

    11

Strait Street Janey

10

    12

Lest We Forget to Forgive

11

    13

Akimbo

12

    14

Ditty

14

    15

The Parade

16

    16

Songs

17

    17

tapping

18

    18

Touch

20

    19

We Have Ways of Making You Talk

22

    20

Pine

24

    21

Speechers

26

    22

Tongue

27

    23

Cellini Cast With His Medusa

28

    24

Appealing Love

29

    25

Modern Guide

29

    26

It is an Art, really

30

    27

Onion Eyeing

30

    28

Lorcas Apple

31

    29

Apart from Me

31

    30

Chilled

32

    31

to a Quill deFined as an HollowpostModern-Read steeped in ink

33

    32

Livingspace

34

    33

Poem

34

    34

Poam

35

    35

A rhyme in time is not a crime

35

    36

rocks

36

    37

America

38

    38

baan chom dong

39

    39

busmachine

40

    40

Hymn for me

41

    41

Smiles Guesthouse

41

    42

In defence of poetic machinery uncovered

42

    43

Womb

43

    44

Gift

43

    45

Have you ever beaten your President?

44

46

Barbie Doll

46

47

Monica

49

48

Disturbance

52

49

Charles III

54

50

Predicates of I

55

51

Vociferous appendage

56

52

The Difference

57

53

Retired

58

54

Vincent

59

55

Im a poet

63

56

busy exec

63

57

Song to love

64

58

Vacuous Sacs

66

59

Late

67

60

Aroundabout

68

61

Fall Out

70

62

Tiger Song

72

63

Failing Words

74

64

Saturnday night down town

76

65

While Im Talking

76

66

Cryptic

77

67

You may

77

68

Commonplace Point

78

69

The New Millennium Poem BE2543

79

70

wounded elephant

80

71

Eve

82

72

Stranger Grace Song

83

73

bamboo bridge

84

74

no peeping

85

75

New Life

86

76

Sunset waltz

87

77

The Final Solution

88

78

Kwai

88

79

All Coloured Man

89

80

Worlds Apart

90

81

Mary Bell, child killer song

92

82

Food for thought

93

83

Paperboys

94

84

Achilles Song: Lament for the fallen

96

85

Intercoarse

98

86

A Veiled Threat: Dance of the Seven Stanzas

99

87

Off day

103

88

Core rite

104

89

March Hare

106

90

Unforseen Part

107

91

Freckles

109

92

Cast Iron

110

93

Bitzan, Ion 1924-1997 (Solomon)

112

94

The Front

113

95

Gotit

115

NOTES

"Intercourse" has 95 poems, each a smash and grab at the glitter of a reality whereof there may be found communion and tendency for bilateral, even multi-lateral subsistence, a tacit conspiracy of the two wings (self and other) that flight a person gaping, unexpurgated through the hall and apparent concert of life as if human and unalone, as if unmasked, although fixed in autobiographical narrative wherein persons seem conjoint with selve and illude each other with a shape and sense of their vacancy.

The "Intercourse" poems illude (illusion) phenomena that to all appearances fly in the face of facts as if the arrow of Zeno is not stuck in the heart of movement, pinioned. These poems depend on a measure of movement, and thus depend on the human being-illusion of timely space whereof language inveigles existence out of the very air and gives shapelessness a form of words, their patterns and pauses, virtually constructing artefacts of air, displacing emptiness as if it were a space between us filled like the bath of Archimedes to overflowing with a measure of purity worth its weight in gold.

Of adjectival blue
Are baffling wide
My thoughts of you
Play park bride

["Intercourse: Bride", page 2, Voice ref: 1A002.]

Such marriage defies description, except that nearness places us together without connection, though by implication side by side we lie twisting and turning, speaking one about the other, twining, propinquent.

The title 'tapping' is, of course, deeply ambiguous; in some senses perhaps a quadruple pun. The intercourse is between Fox/screen into cyberspatiality whereatinonbythroughthathere he communicates with himself and by himself with his dead and alive family on his Mother's side, and and the flowers ***** cover her grave and all our anonymity, we the dead the quad trillion of us that inhabit the longitudinal space whereat all the dead and the living dead and the dead coming are secreted in a congregation that bewilders humanity by its extentsive gathering of curious genes that in the end and beginning are at one with the stars intimated by the Hubble telescope.

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