Most pictures and words from Anthony C Murphy

Tuesday, 28 February 2012

LOISAIDA GRAFFITI 1



part of a HOWL mural




POSTCARD FROM NEW YORKSHIRE 3

Near the north end of Lafayette
Just up by Lieutenant Petrosino Square
Stands a raggedy man most days
Unless it rains
With a club in his hand
He lines up mini milk cartons
And attempts to chip them into litter bins
From fifty feet
Some locals sit on benches
Ignoring the innocent projectiles
That fly and pop all around

Saturday, 18 February 2012

Tuesday, 14 February 2012

POSTCARDS FROM NEW YORKSHIRE ... TWO


( AHM WALKING NYHERE !)


We walk here
Under the shadow of a rose
Blue skies and no clouds
On Bowery
We look up
Unlike the locals
Who only wonder why
We hinder their progress
By keeping to our left







Saturday, 11 February 2012

INCONTINENTSEQUENTIALITY*

No realia brought today
Lain out white and labelled
Umpteen phantoms of some sizes
Illustrate the fables
Abstract masks, fluid disguises
Metaphor measured like prizes
Puckered over by the wisest
Sat around the table




* an unrestrained dribbling of matter that does not

Friday, 10 February 2012

POSTCARDS FROM NEW YORKSHIRE… ONE





The East Side Lower is grand
There was a guy on a bench
With his arse and balls hanging out
It was an anatomical cacophony
I have to step over rivulets
Of piss and puke
But not every morning
It’s just like home
You would love it


Saturday, 4 February 2012