A Doughnut Sends A Postcard Home - Viana Do Castelo

I am liking these postcards very much. But see them more as film shorts really, with their active, and sensory words.

Much enjoyed reading this very good piece of writing

Wow! FB,

you might have been away for a while, but you've
come back with a real cracker here.

Loved the deep, descriptions in the words. I'm
going to have to read it again and again, to digest
the story behind the poem, but like my favourite
meal, I shall digest every word very carefully and
enjoy it.

Thanks for the read.

Jenny.

Hi maggie - i always hope that I write visually so your words are more than welcome - many thanks for reading. :-)

Hiya Jenny - a lovely comment as always, many thanksn for your kind words - I hope you are having better dreams of late. ATB Fatboy :-)

This is so fabulous fatboy. I'm lost for words, I enjoyed it so much. It has too many beautiful images.

Beeme xx

That's very kind Beeme thank you, it's so nice that people take the time to read my stuff cos it can get a bit abstract at times. Keep up the good work; it's been a pleasure to come back to your writing. :-)

FB you are back. And how! This is sumptuous and very wonderful. I can only echo what others have already said, the imagery is just breathtaking.

I wanted this to be a good ending OTT and from yours and other kind comments it seems like it is. I very much appreciate your supportive feedback, not just on these, but on much of the other work I have on here as well. ATB fatboy :-)

"Drunk on the bends of release and the afternoon sun,
eye balling a drugged macaw -
an unsteady hallucination,
accident of slope and balance
and on the boat back across
that rare joy that would have greedily swallowed
stomachfuls of Atlantic estuary
into a watery grave
because everything we'd had so far
had been enough."

This particular stanza is outstanding, and the ending wonderful :)

Thanks for coming back maggy - a double smiley :-) :-)

Yes beautifully abstract and so richly penned FB- this is truly a masterpiece- yet another one. Love it..

;)Pia

Pia you are a star - thank you. :-)

...and many thanks cherrypickers for the cherries on these postcards. :-)

Wow, FB - what a comeback indeed! Absolutely love all three and the Newton Heath reference in Sintra didn't half make me smile - me having Mostonian roots and all :)

This, though, is my favourite (I think, not easy to choose favourites from your work, believe me)

'I followed the drizzle fizz of its tight echo'

&

'and it's only a small sin I think to wish
for a shake of the ground beneath our feet,
to long to bring this world crashing gloriously down
to an ending of pinpoint fragments -
afterwards just smiles, offered hands, goodbyes -
unsure precisely who was fooled by what?'

- just a few of the amazing lines you've packed into this, inspiring stuff to say the least. Hope you'll be sticking around for a while and blessing us with more stunning poetry - you can't give us these beauties and then bugger back off you know, hope you've more up your sleeve ;)

Thanks for a roller-coaster read - very much enjoyed and congrats on all cherries involved,

Rachel xx

I can't add more to what has already been said, fb, except to say this is a stunner. OTT's 'sumptuous' says it all.

Tina;-)

Thank you Rachel - as always a really enjoyable comment :-) Not sure if there is much up the old sleeve but we'll see how it goes. Thanks for reading them all and liking so much - didn't realise you were a Manchester lass, I was born in the royal city of Salford and brought up in the wide leafy expanses of Stockport or something like that. ATB fatboy :-)

Thanks Tina, we had a lovely two weeks in North Norfolk and I thought of you when we saw muntjaks venturing out at dusk and your lovely descriptions of them. Thanks for your kind comment :-)

Not lived there for the best part of twenty years now but am moving back soon to be closer to family and the city centre - house hunting at the minute, oh the joys!

More than welcome, FB, always a pleasure to read your work :)

Rachel xx

Positively wonderful, fatboy. Especially love that opening stanza. A poem I've had to re-read several times to get to grasps with every image! Well done on the cherries :)

Magic xxx

It's all been said so just keep the postcards coming FB.

Luckily I have just finished that particular joy Rachel - I hope yours goes well. :-)

Hi Magic, thanks for that lovely, feedback and the reads it means a lot - hope you had a restful summer and that the poetry is flowing. ATB Fatboy. :-)

This is the last of them seashore, it's the name of the collection where I stick all my poems and I thought it might make sense to right the title poem rather than it be completely random. Thanks for reading and hope you've managed to get a bit more painting done. ATB fatboy. :-)

I had to read the postcard several times before connecting with the abstract imagery. This is one of those poems you feel your way through emotively rather than trying to manage with a cogitating brain. Amazingly ephemeral stuff and quite different from some of the earlier poems that were every bit as good but stylistically different. Judging by the amount of feedback that preceeds this post, others share my sentiments.

Barry you are very kind for giving this so many reads - many apologies for delay in responding and thanks for the astute and interesting feedback, you always make me go back and re-read my own stuff with different eyes and I really appreciate that. :-)

You share a kinship with a number of very innovative poets going back to the psychodelic, late sixties (i.e. I don't want to mention names because that can get real crazy). Suffice it to say, they were trailblazers who showed other writers that you didn't have to constantly fall back on 'traditional' form to create first-rate verse. All seemed well-grounded, though, in the history - the literary tradition - before shaking things up.

Excellent! This series is particularly good read back to back - number 2 sits very nicely in the middle and this one is excellent. Feels a bit like Death in Venice.

Just back from Lisbon but I don't think I had anything very profound to say about it - I was only there for a day really. I'd like to go back though; it felt like a good place and the fish was good. They do seem to have a big thing for chaps on columns - I've never seen so many.

Rob

I think I used to be well grounded in the literary tradition but I seem to have forgotten an inordinate amount of things - It's strange, but the first thing I neglect to do when I get busy with life is read - my brain feels very blamangey at the minute. I hope one day to shake your hand Barry - appreciate your kind words. ATB fatboy.

That's a shame Rob, definitely worth a longer stay - I think i must have brain blamange as I mentioned to Barry but I don't remember any columns and just checked it out on google and there they all are.

Really pleased you liked this as a whole - the second part was going to be a very different, byronesque homage (read some Childe Harold way back) about this beautiful place, but all that kept coming back to me was this dank bar in the hills that smelt of mould and served great cheese and ham toasties. Probably for the best - the other version would have been pretentious and wordy.

Thanks for reading Rob. ATB Fatboy.

Postcards very good....I see a collection forming itself. You have the ability to take us there.

It means a great deal you think so. :-) Atb fatboy