Why / don’t you / all f-fade away, by Mark Young

I should have
listened to The

Who—talkin’ ’bout
my generation

should have died
before I got old.

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chamomile terraces, by Mark Young

The post-nuclear world
is living with its mother

in a rented sand box
that consists mainly

of a hot tub & a shaky
balcony that has some

sort of obstruction which
tends to spoil the view.

Dichotomy / as an / example of largesse, by Mark Young

a gadget on the market is a
crucial resource for understanding
but doesn’t exist as a legal entity

a sheet of bubble wrap is
hard-wired for optimism
which is why it goes pop

the feel-good buzz that comes
from an impulse buy is sharply
drawn in feminist literature

the world as we know it risks
exposure to liability for negligent
hiring whose fulcrum is marriage

the church can be held liable
for technology getting in the
way of face-to-face interactions

Russia on the roulette table by Mark Young

Spare us the conspicuous parasol. It is too late to turn them around. What’s wrong with a provincial party boss who has cultivated a following by denouncing “entrenched interests” & promoting individual happiness over party perquisites? Elsewhere, the Tea Party zealots, those radical evangelicals, homophobes, & misogynists, were welcomed to the School by students pounding Japanese ceremonial drums. Our stringent export licensing laws make us feel like freaks, like colorless technocrats & conservatives, some sort of alien menace, but they do not breach the “professional and apolitical ethos” of the nation’s partisan schism, the divided government. Secretly, Trump would like to see Putin in the White House, as if, perhaps, they might really become emperor & empress.

Pssst. / Wanna buy / a dirty bomb? by Mark Young

Well at least the
North Koreans
didn’t blow up cities,
contaminate the marine
ecosystem of the
South Pacific, displace
people, force volunteers
to stand in the path
of the contaminant
winds……

But then, but
then. The question
must be asked. With
that frightening
plethora of marching
bands & a
chorus line that has
more people in it
than half the
nations on this
planet, why do they
feel the need to
have a nuclear
deterrent as well?

 

 

Mark Young lives in a small town in North Queensland in Australia, & has been publishing poetry for almost sixty years. He is the author of over forty books, primarily text poetry but also including speculative fiction, vispo, & art history. His work has been widely anthologized, & his essays & poetry translated into a number of languages. His most recent book is random salamanders, a Wanton Text Production.

A line from Ivanka Trump by Mark Young

The healthcare sector has be-
come increasingly concerned
with the integrity of contam-
inated cantaloupe. Drones are

now employed to inspect on-
farm storage & adherence to
environmental regulations, &
the capital-intensive nature

of infrastructure requires you
to consider a wide range of
factors, to know your market
value. Dry wells have become a

topic of common discussion as
Americans devour more ham.
Activists demand it be served
in cubes less than 5 mm a side.

..

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Mark Young lives in a small town in North Queensland in Australia, & has been publishing poetry for almost sixty years. He is the author of over forty books, primarily text poetry but also including speculative fiction, vispo, & art history. His work has been widely anthologized, & his essays & poetry translated into a number of languages.

I was this frightened thirteen years ago. Imagine how I’m feeling now. by Mark Young

I have conscious memories of every U.S. President since Harry Truman.

I remember Eisenhower warning about the growth of the U.S. military-industrial complex.

I have lived through the Cold War, the Korean War, the war in Vietnam, Desert Storm.

I have heard U.S. generals advocate nuclear strikes on North Korea & North Vietnam. Reason prevailed.

I have seen the U.S. topple regimes through covert operations, prop up regimes, assist regimes because it suited them, stand by & do nothing when they should have been doing something.

The U.S. supported the Mujahaddin who later became the Taliban, supported Iraq against Iran, because it suited them at the time.

The U.S. did not support the nationalist policies of Tito, Castro, or Ho Chi Minh because they perceived them as communist. They destroyed Allende.

Johnson lied about the Gulf of Tonkin. Forty years later Bush lied about the weapons of mass destruction. Nixon just lied.

Jimmy Carter seems to me to have been the only ethical President the U.S. has had in the last 40 years. Which is probably why he only lasted four years in the job.

I find less horror in 9/11 than I do in the nuclear bombings of Hiroshima & Nagasaki, than I do in the genocide in Cambodia, in Rwanda, in the former Yugoslavia.

I can find no justification for any armed incursion by the U.S. since the second world war.

I cannot be the only one who views what Israel is doing to the Palestinians as criminal, who sees that the blind eye that the U.S. turns continues to fuel those activities.

So much has gone on over the years that has disturbed me; & yet I have never been so frightened by the actions taken by the U.S. as I have been by those taken under the current President’s administration.

I am terrified of what will happen if Bush is re-elected.

Sam’s tag by Mark Young

It’s a dream weekend. The hard-

est sheriff in the stratosphere

has just been given a get out of

jail card from the populist DoNut

Mixing Machine. North Korea has

launched three short-haul missiles

at the McDonalds just over the

border asking if they deliver, &,

 

if they do, could they please send

a Big Mac & fries to the Glorious

Leader. Circus camels admit

they slip out at nights to work

as escorts, will continue to hump

for as long as they like it. Mourta

is leaving Dhanai punai &

coming to the mountains of Mars.

 

 

Mark Young’s most recent books are Ley Lines & bricolage, both from gradient books of Finland, The Chorus of the Sphinxes, from Moria Books in Chicago, & some more strange meteorites, from Meritage & i.e. Press, California / New York. A limited edition chapbook, A Few Geographies, was recently released by One Sentence Poems as the initial offering in their new range.

The fighter jets by Mark Young

come in
over the
runway,
low, half

a minute
apart, no
need to
touch down

on an area
they have
already made
their own. So.

Into the air
again, steep
rise, forty-
five degrees,

turning first
towards the
sea & then
sweeping in-

land in an
arc, corral-
ling the
noise that

trails behind
them before
closing the
loop tight,

capturing
everything —
clouds, birds,
noise, the

people on
the ground —
but taking no
prisoners.

11.04 a.m. by Mark Young

The helicopters come

rotoring in. Which means:

not rescue operations but

war games. & since it

seems that most of the

 

Australian Armed Forces

are either overseas in

Syria or Afghanistan at

Trump’s behest, or in-

volved in trials accused of

 

cat-killing, bastardization,

or drug abuse, I suppose

we should be pleased

that soon the jets of the

Singaporean Air Force

 

will come screaming down

the valley upsetting

the mosquitoes & injecting

much needed millions

into the local economy.