Sunday, October 18, 2009

Garage

litter of secrets
guilty beds
little lost town
choose night instead

his cock crowed thrice
they denied his name
blame is the whirlpool
shame is the game

he sank in the water
with no Hollywood style
small towns aren't big enough
for truth and denial

big brown horse
off a tattered rope
on endless train track
no hoping dope

little pink tongues
in little drowned heads
little voiceboxes
yelping to be fed






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15 comments:

the watercats said...

I love the fact that reading this actually disturbs me... I have got to get a hold of this film! cheers!

swiss said...

i agree, 'little pink tongues in little drowned heads' is definitely un-nerving!

willow said...

Edgy and a lot of nice rhythm. I like this a lot!

Niamh B said...

Nice one as usual - dark and sad.

Karen said...

Oh, how I wish I could have seen this film! We can't get it here in the US. I am putting all the views of it together from the poetry, and I think I'm getting the picture - sad, disturbing, dark.

Love the rhythm of this.

Jeanne Iris said...

Hey Uisce...I'm getting the idea of this film by reading the reaction poems. Looks like it's quite disturbing. You've summed it up concisely and poetically. Nice!

P Nolan said...

Love that last stanza - mighty! Works as a complete poem on its own IMHO.

The Weaver of Grass said...

What is interesting is that I did not see this film - but I have now read the poetry it generated and - strangely - I feel very moved by the thought of the film and, dare I say, rather pleased I didn't manage to see it - I find the whole thing in my head quite distrubing - I suppose that is praise for the poets involved.

Uiscebot said...

Thanks folks...I think! Little pink tongues in little drowned heads - in the movie there's a litter of puppies drowned and to me they represent the stifling nature of a sometimes secretive Irish town's life. I kept it vague enough in the hope that the lines would resonate even with people who hadn't seen the film.

The film is more moving and touching than disturbing. You can see the trailers on youtube. It's a wonderfully observed work of minimalist film-making.

Maybe just to clarify - those of you who can't access the dvd could read the plot synopsis here http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0878674/synopsis

Poetikat said...

Succinct and cleverly rhymed. I really must see this movie. "His cock crowed thrice" gave me pause for thought.

NanU said...

mm, I like that.
Did you guys all really watch the same film???

ArtSparker said...

This is making me think of Steinbeck somehow. Gothic, comic.

Totalfeckineejit said...

Nice one Uisce ,as you say the film is moving and sad not disturbing at all.You bring a hard edge to your poems, a great combination of chainsaw and scalpel.Tancxz ye.Some major stuff again this week.
Wish more people had seen the film though..

Dominic Rivron said...

Enjoyed this - it moved me (like others) to want to see the film.

Titus said...

Uiscebot - so glad to be here and reading a "garage" one. They are very much the minority at the moment.
Liked this very much, particularly the dark, disturbing images combined with the sing-song rhyming - brilliant juxtaposition, and very revelatory of the film itself, I think.
Interesting to me that you loaded in some Christ and highlighted shame - unlike NaNu, I would have said it was pretty clear we watched the same film. It was Niamh's that was such a different take.
And very impressed that you also conjured the minimalism of the film. A lot said here in not so many lines.