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Arm....Chest...Arm....Shaka was one of the greatest Zulu warchiefs...and an excellent military strategist. It is said the Zulu inhaled something like marijuana before any battle..There is in Spike Milligan's book 'it ends with magic' an excellent description of this battle and of course there is the very famous painting by Charles Edward Fripp..

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A great loss for Britain at the time.

http://www.britishbattles.com/zulu-war/isandlwana.htm

..hope this helps..

Ant.

Hope all are well...I've been studying and actually reading the boks for the exam(I did'nt last time..I just attended the exam...ignorant so I was..lazy..typical me)

Anyway just riffing up a story today..its set in an Alternative Britain if the Nazi's had taken over

"Mick,did you hear?"

""calm down John,you'll scare the birds"

"Oh,Sorry,sorry Mick but you know me..i have seen the images they make of us on the sweets and food wrappings and in the  in the newspapers,the bald models in shops,the star buys in shops...people are being trained not to like us...I heard it will be St.Patricks day or May Day or Easter..the rumours abound. They speak of genealogy and yet learn nothing of Britains history."

"but they will come.."

"Who knows..the country is in a bad way..all Britain is poor...people are easily led into such ways,they say there is no work but it does not matter what the work is man must work,it is a duty"

"but still...."

"But still nothing...the country matter's...britain matter's and we are become low in the eye's of the world...we pay too much money to those who will not work or think Britain is a place to come for free...but you are right,they do not deserve to die ...Britain should close its borders,feed and help back to work our own and then we are prosperous once more..begin to help those who need it...at the moment we hand out money hand and fist for little gain. but to judge those with red or blonde hair and such is to much looking for an excuse. I myself am of

Irish descent but with viking blood also...what does that make me?,just a British man like everyone else,thats all.   wave after wave britain has been conquered...Roman,Saxon,Viking...the myths tell of the Ancient Greeks in Ireland..the Tuatha de Danaan(The Shining Ones)...Britain is an island and is ever herself no matter who comes her...we make them ours,not us them..it is our way.."

"But  Mick.."

"but Mick me nothing..."

It's not finished yet  but its coming along.

"first of all and already,

shrouded and tied he bids

his tongue to speak...

he talks to the ancients and the ghosts

who have gone before

speaks through walls that are not there..

come.let us witch our way in the gyres..

look at the torrential torrent of nearly truths

and half-slipped secrets,the spill-words people nearly say..

let us go tatterdemalioned and draggle all under spangle star skies

go and dream with those that dream under andunder

go to the sleeping's of the rightful royal.

Terrae incognito..no..all is over and can be seen..

When will it be..

(Mothers Day...Patricks Day...May Day..Easter Day...all moon days..)

Walking I read the signs of floor,window and wall..'jay da creature' lets us know he's there...grafitti glyph and sign..

See the buildings the ancestors build and they are a wonder.....see the floor tiling and they are beautiful...

See the repetive images and constructions of inner and outer consciousness...the neuro-linguistics of social engineering,the visibility of vanishings...wandering in wonderment I go admiring and looking and seeing..see how slowly the images form and change...and see the trees twist from true and become eerieman spooks...and then become tree's again...it is a wonder..notice how you take  notice the green against the gray...it is beautiful and extraordinary this ordinary..and there the flowers,foxglove and blue bell and white snowdrop,and in this rarefied air I go walking

and the tree's they do grow high and wide the Spring is come and with it the promise of Summer cum laude("sing Oak and Ash and Thorn..*")

(and when will it be...Mothers day...Patricks Day...Georges Day..all at the turn of the moon's)

*below is Rudyard Kipling-'A Tree Song'

http://www.sacred-texts.com/bos/bos382.htm

Just riffing poetry Y'all.

Hope all are well

Ant.

Mornin' Y'all....

S'a spring mornin' but there is still cold in the air..but the birdsong is definitely there..its Spring..i walked past the Biggest cup of Costa Coffee yesterday..talk about making me feel small...then I thought a cup that size would last me half an hour. Full moon in a new spring...the ancients took store by full moon's...planted and sowed ,Celts,Vikings,Jutes,Angles and their ways'Moon blood good' we've never gotten over it...we remember them still but by old festivals given different names..Easter...St.Patricks day..Mother's day..etc i like this memory keeping tho'...it attaches us to our past and I'm always having a go at the past but if we forget that we forget everything...the shape of churches and cathedrals.mountains,hills and everything reminds us where we have come from..that we must not forget our ancestor's..the Queen is very much this too...Head of the tribe...important...Britain...important,we are still very much people's of Earth,Fire,Water and Stone...this cannot be helped..it is what the planet is made of.  

I've been listening to BBCRadio 3 recently..the BaroqueSpring(Art...music...Poetry) ...some great music I'd never heard before(Haydn,Handel,Purcell,Wagner..I know..me..Wagner...but he was good ole Wagner..time for a revision of his music I think..Mr Emotional,I like emotional...Parsifal,the Holy Fool..some great stuff.I don't like him as much as I like Vaughn Williams but I've been listening to Mr.Williams longer(his music contains British folkmusic, not that I'm obsessed or anything). Heard a piece by Bax-'The Garden of Fand'(Irish myth..just beautiful) ...Anyway been enjoying it andf even 'World Routes' got into the baroque playing harp music played by jesuits in S.America that was beautiful but I forgot to write it down..some great guitar music too).

Anyway...a poem revised..

Just because someone has not built something does not mean they are not a builder....

Feel forward..from a find to a check,from a check to a view,from a view to a kill..whos was it said Myth was all about death..well..you know how it goes...Mornin' O' the World to lengthenin' Shadows..Dunt matter..WE there...SCOP,SCALD,FILID,BARD,POET..WE there!

Mudh(myth)-My mind

                  My speech

                   My thought

                   My yearning

....here a word uttered..stuttered..told.....

Here in the rich imaginary a new Son O' Thunder speaks...

Danube(1000BC) to Urnfest(2000-1500 BC)

an' them Graecos an' Latins don' give us a bloody mention til 500BC(bloody cheek!) but them loves the salt..an' the Etruscans too(mad'''truscans..Mad..love mad dogs too..Big..Mad..Dogs(Shudder)..

Princes an' Kings sort O' started then all 'I'm great me..I've got a sword(Oh..put it away dear..your impressing no-one)..an' 'My horse is great(so I've heard but I've already had breakfast)..*th century BC..

Comes La Tene..SWitzerland..What the fuck we doin' in Switzerland..Its F...F...freezin...an' its got things..wiv fur an' teef n' eyes,mark me..it'll end in tears..Anyway..La Tene..makers of things..an' stuff..In Gold an' Bronze an'..eeerm...Clay(can't all be boss,can we..can we?)..

Swords an' Shields n' bangles(crap band)..Great we were..properskill,like..no messin')

But..Big 'eads

                  Braggy(get it..Bragr..please yourself)

                   Boastful

                   brilliantclever..Top Gee,Dog..Sir..Man with big sword pointed at me..Proper artists (Mr.Jones..y'know..him I'm allus talkin' abou'..he loves it..fair made his words sing they did('The making of images belongs only to man..from Venus O' Willendorf to Banksy..s'all one)..

That Herodotus called us beautiful..well..not as such..but 'e said ..we were tall(bigger'n a Roman)

           Light skin(we're Northern..no change there   then,used to boreal winds we are)...

an' we 'ad hair and eyes(we were defo human)

We were..dippy,hearts-on-sleeve,vainglorious..proper looney in a fight(do not Fuck wit us..we will KILL YOU..all the F's..thats us)..

That Poidonus(feckin' names on 'em..wass wrong wiv..I don' know..eerm..Anthony..s'good name fer a lyin' historian or what about Iolo..s'welsh that one..now There's poets an' artists for you..The Welsh..specially by Gwynedd..Eagles O' Wyddfa them..an' mad too O' course..goes with out sayin')...

then migration..us...celts..Irish an' Welsh an' German(i ccan still here the mnatres o' the danube singing...long we come from Danube shores).migrate?..never

S'true..on my skin!..from the Alps into Italy and Gaul(France just bein' posh..Gaul?) an' following the Big River Danube into Hungary,Greece,Turkey N' Albania n' Croatia..

We built ships(well not me personally..but ..y'know..Fam..)See Dragons..do I 'ave ter draw a picture(conservative..images..they beguile an' manipulate)..An' ower to Ma Brittania we came..HOME..Ireland first then over the Sea(speed bonny boat) ter mainland and Toast an' Tea fer breakfast(3rd Century-Newgrange..Clannad..Faeriers,s'got the lot..Ireland)..

WE SACKED ROME..I know..US..tole yer..Mad..we sacked Rome..took their end/robbed the house..took the weed..everythin'.nice 'ouses tho'..looked better on fire,like..not that there was much to burn..werl..they burnt our chippy,din' they)-390 BC

An' Delphi..(Oh shit..Oh Godess..oh F..k!..sorry..sorry..oh shit,sorry..D'you like flowers?..chocolates..What?,Sacrifice..F..k that fer a larks tongue..your SACKED missus-The Celts sacked Rome in or about  279 BC)

An' some O' us..3..well..they were extra mad..crossed into Asia in a Minor key(I don' know..its only sayin' I am)..

Anyway..Galatae/Keltic/keltoi/alatae..I know..sad,innit!..all them names.

Then St.Paul..Tax Collector..still don' trust 'im,me) wrote about us in his Epistles..an' writin..to us..fucken show-off(sorry for swearin')..writin' an' tha'..clever )

But mainly it was France..an' they're all crazy too..they eat wallfish as we call snails..urghh..but the people..the people are beautiful an' soo clever..real La Tene Celts(like the Welsh an' us O' course...well we'm anglo-celts...romano-celt..)..really Arty..we settled here..an' expert with the Hudlath(a hazel wand  ref-W.B.Yeats-'Song of Wandering Aengus'(poem)we may be..but t'were'nt no Gondlir wand nor Odin spear(versions of a magic wand)..see we conquered but did not wipe out..so we're not that mad really..thats them saeson(saxons)..mad bleeders the lot O' 'em..So we rested here..sorted..

Then Rome battered us again(J.Ceasar an' his grudges..some people..knock one temple down an'.....225 BC also 191 BC.Gaul,(Italy fell as well-hey,poetry)..

But the German Volk were'nt 'avin any o' us(they forgot as we were family...as I say...all one tribe), so they 'ad a go..teutonicin' all ower the place..then fucked off...So..by " Century BC we were all over the place..some even forgotten..til now,like..THEN..Ceasar ...)..What a terror 'e turnt out ter be(1st century BC) N' then Augustus..Tiberius..Claudius(Claw-d..us..geddit!..oh please yourself)) in AD 43(an' 'e were a Christian..all books an' don'-do-that..Cistercian monks came buildin' shapes and shapes..)....an' ower in Ireland..well fer the most part..we ignored the Romans as much as they ignored us..Rome din' like Boyzone nor U2-fat Bono in Leather kecks..urghh..I agree with the Romans there)..

Come the Saxon's,Jutes,Angles  an' more fights...thats us..Germano-Celts,Romano-Celts.Anglo-Celts...beautiful/crazy/clever/drunk/warriors..mad,bad and dangerous to know..Don't you just love History..

Wales-bright country

         light in their eyes

         Place of poetry time

Ireland..where the wind dances Autumn

           leaves down and makes the 3 Brigits laugh..

Scotland..Gododdin..brave and true..an' mainly drunk..much love for all o' them

An England..Ongelaunde..The Swan Isle...the Honey Isle,She deserves to be treated much better than we treat her...so beautiful she is. And us Britain's..bulldog breed..them as beat Hitler..some o' 'em are bleedin' Gods......Anthony

I've been studying....its interesting the ,I enjoy the rerading but I still prefer free-form poetry...it allows for improvisation. I would love to have heard the old poets sing their work...I don't like the metaphor's though,for me(and I disagree with Jones here) A tree is just a tree....you can place meaning on to it but then that is a signified(ref-Barthes,R; on sign and signified).but it remains a tree for all meaning attached... poetry is like that though and I do like it sometimes I think

'come on Shakespeare..Dickens or whoever just say what you mean... its probably why they are better spoken

Hope your studies are going well....

'I have been walking...hear I the wind sing through the streets and ways

I hear the land speak...the birds in their whistle  risen from their nests and take flight to the sky,

Hear I cloud in its whisper sky-song,for it is spring and the birds delight in the wing ways...they sing the world a-new...

walking...I see the sun set autumn's last brown leaves

a-fire,all-gold against the the green..I smile as the joy rises from wakened ground... '

Hope all are well

Ant.

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Sorry,I layered it and inverted colour.

Ant.

I've been studying...revising for exams. cming up in April.

Art, Music and poetry still my obsessions..just been mooching around otherwise..this edermification is good but formalism is still a bind although I do enjoy the interplay of word's and text. 

Art is my main interest though...I've been painting and drawing since I was small so...still trying to stop smoking but for me its a thinking device..I tend to hold them rather than smoke them and then wonder where they've gone..typical reader...distracted by words.

bit a poetry for you...

' waking the town and the floors

speak and sing I song's...the day

 is spring come ..smiling...rising

up like the sun..'  

just riffing y'all..

Hope all are well and studies going well

Ant.