Thursday, October 30, 2014

ALL THE ROOM OF CHILDHOOD: A Red Shuttleworth One-Poem Chapbook




All the Room of Childhood

a poem by

Red Shuttleworth



All the Room of Childhood, a Red Shuttleworth poem written in Montana while driving to Bismarck, North Dakota, blogged in 2011, is now a limited edition Bunchgrass Press chapbook.


Red Shuttleworth
(September 2014)

Dublin, Ireland, in Collective Memory

Dublin, Ireland, in Collective Memory
(A crayon sketch by Red Shuttleworth)


Dublin, Ireland, in Collective Memory

Harrowing up-glance at churn-of-cloud,
around you the bustle of O'Connell Street...
cloud of mad starlings from another year.

You wander north to the Gresham Hotel,
no money for a suite with a wide view,
no cash for even a closet of a room.

Rain comes hard, nails right through
your waterproof Gaelic-green zip-up
Derby-of-San Francisco tourist jacket.

Smell of damp wool, cigarettes, and chips...
neon bar signs buzz like dazed autumn flies:
you sober-jag east along the pewter Liffey.



Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Wells, Nevada, in Collective Memory

Wells, Nevada, in Collective Memory
(A crayon sketch by Red Shuttleworth)


Wells, Nevada, in Collective Memory

AC dying in the car, you drag into town.
Earthquake: saloons and deadfall motels
flaked and crumbled like desert-dry coyote bones.

The dustiest, cheapest-ever Best Western motel,
the Sage, is empty, a cavity not quite drilled-out...
no gold filling... abandoned for a decade or more.

You think to kick-in a door for a noon nap.
Up Sixth Street, you buy a juicy cheeseburger
at Luther's, wash it down with an iced Coors.

You shamble Wells, historic district demo'd,
wonder if you'd be happy on a rocky hill
overlooking so much fibbed or fabled loss.






Sunday, October 26, 2014

Mackenzie, British Columbia, Canada, in Collective Memory

Mackenzie, B.C., Canada, in Collective Memory
(A crayon sketch by Red Shuttleworth)


Mackenzie, British Columbia, Canada, in Collective Memory

Frigid trench in the Rocky Mountains,
instant sawmill town, arteries to a wilderness,
cinder block motel, snow to top single-wides:

you spend a winter trudging wolf trails,
find a moss-covered black bear skull, dip it
repeatedly in shellac: it glows holy-jade.

Your neighbor, a trapper, gives you beaver
and lynx heads, Boiled-off meat is tasty.
The wolfhound refuses cat-stench lynx.

Winter runs-out: a grizzly walks through
a glass door into the cheesy half-mall,
can't find an April-plaid jacket that fits.





DRINKING IN THE DARK: A Red Shuttleworth One-Poem Chapbook





Drinking in the Dark

a one-poem chapbook

Red Shuttleworth



Drinking in the Dark, written by Red Shuttleworth in 2011 and recently revised, is published by Bunchgrass Press in a limited edition.

Red Shuttleworth
(near Ely, Nevada)

Friday, October 24, 2014

THIEF OF SLEEP: A Chapbook Poetry Anthology





Thief of Sleep

a chapbook poetry anthology featuring:


Dave Kelly
(Galveston, Texas, March 1977)


Kirk Robertson


Red Shuttleworth



Thief of Sleep is published in a limited (46 copies) edition by Bunchgrass Press.

To request a copy of Thief of Sleep, correspond with one of the featured poets.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Fields Landing, California, in Collective Memory

Fields Landing, California, in Collective Memory
(A crayon sketch by Red Shuttleworth)



Fields Landing, California, in Collective Memory

Beer-loose in an abandoned Pentecostal 
meeting house, bay end of Railroad Avenue,
you oil paint primitive nudes on wood board.

That was when there was a sawmill.
The whalers left behind unpainted shacks.
Then came the seventies' war-crashed.

One man dreamed a far-off rough sea,
carpentered what could resemble a fisherman's
gingerbread house in Warnemunde, Germany.

Night: you shake from passing trains.
Frogs hop in a shower made from a closet.
Mouse traps clap shut until first light.