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Biographical note:  Mark Waldron’s first book, The Brand New Dark was published by Salt Publishing in 2008. His work appears in Identity Parade, New British and Irish Poets published by Bloodaxe in 2010. He lives in east London with his wife and son.

 

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EAN13:  9781844718276
ISBN:  9781844718276
Author:  Mark Waldron
Title:  The Itchy Sea
Series:  Salt Modern Poets
Product class:  BC
Language:  eng
Audience:  General/trade
BIC subject category:  DCF
Publisher:  Salt Publishing
Pub date:  15-Sep-11
Extent:  80pp
Height:  198 mm
Width:  129 mm
Thickness:  6 mm
Weight:  120 gms
Supplier:   Gardners Books
Supplier:   Ingram Book Group
Supplier:   Inbooks (James Bennett)
Availability:  NP
Price:  GBP 9.99
Price:  USD 15.95
Rights:  World

 

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Short description/annotation:  The Itchy Sea is an extraordinarily vivid collection of poems which are, above all, entertaining. The poems each have a kind of freshness and cut-through that will hold the general reader’s attention. Their concerns are sex, death, the soul and a chocolate car.

 

Main description:  The Itchy Sea is an extraordinarily vivid collection of poems which are, above all, entertaining. The poems each have a kind of freshness and cut-through that will hold the reader’s attention in a world that’s full of dazzling distractions. They are a protest against the well-founded idea that poetry has to be dull. Their concerns are sex, death, the soul and a chocolate car. Beneath their shiny surfaces they are an intense but carefree therapy session for all our infantile ids.

 

Table of contents:
Contents
The Blown
The Bead
Crocodile
Were I to jump
The Lifecycle of the Fly
One day, many years from now
Paris
Marcie Outside
Marcie in the Dock, Up for Being Juicy
WWII Marcie
Marcie is Half-Woken
The Chocolate Car
His Life Lost Him
The Arctic Circle is an Ironical Hot-Spot
Some Time Afterwards
The Limpet
A Fire Itself is Quiet
Everything
Your Hand
The Warehouse
Take a Gulp of Air
I Can Use my Mouth
So, I heard and also dreamed,
Mallards
Of Plants
To change one dog to one cat
And see
Iron
I stood, preposterous
The Moon
Dawn
Rooms
The Attributes of Cutlery
I could certainly see you better,
Of Course, We’ve All Seen This Kind of Thing Before
When You Do This Over and Over
Lion
Look at the trees which carry on regardless,
Defenestration
Well yes, where we interface
The darking sky
Skin is the callus
If I was,
Inside
Observe the likeness of a slab of beef
The Sea
Beef is Made of Meat and Victory
The Petard
Make Use of My Poem in Any Way You Like
Taste
Rude
And there he is again,
Grub
Poem for Us
In the end,
Uncertain Voices Roost
The Porcelain Dog

 

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Excerpt from book:  

The Lifecycle of the Fly

The housefly on the ceiling,
his maggot does the thinking.
His maggot is the undried fly,

the dreamy fly that lives inside
the black and brittle crate,
and is its creamy pilot.

He swells himself on levers
to make the wings buzz,
to make the legs go,

to move the rough eyes about,
to send out the long lips,
and make himself seen by that

pappy grub of the other sex,
who’s loose inside her derelict,
washed-up box of blackened wood;

though the glint of her, a glimpse
of her white give is given
through the timber’s winking split.

Before she was boxed
and grey ribbon-bowed with wings,
the maiden maggot writhed

as though she was in pain
and fit to pop. She seemed to mean
to throw her own self off herself,

or to take issue with her own will,
or to find the air disgusting,
but in fact, she was laughing

and her entire body was her smile,
her smile being all teeth,
the segments each a tooth.

I loved you as that maggot
that you were, and licked,
you shone like one.

You were not yet the fly
you would become,
the mourning-black contraption

which arises on the other side
of the pupa’s brown casket
to carry off the cargo

of her doughy soul.
How bleak she looks, the fly,
uncovered as she is by gloss,

ensconcing as she does
all the burnished lacquer
of her worm.

 

Previous review quote:  An emerging talent to watch.

Ben Wilkinson
Times Literary Supplement

 

Previous review quote:  Mark Waldron is the most striking and unusual new voice to have emerged in British poetry for some time.

John Stammers

 

Previous review quote:  This is urgent, thought-provoking poetry – one of the most important debuts for a long time.

Clare Pollard
Magma

 

Previous review quote:  This is one of the most original and memorable debut collections for many years.

Roddy Lumsden

 

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