“Sod the wine, I want to suck on the writing. This man White is an instinctive writer, bloody rare to find one who actually pulls it off, as in still gets a meaning across with concision. Sharp arbitrage of speed and risk, closest thing I can think of to Cicero’s ‘motus continuum animi.’

Probably takes a drink or two to connect like that: he literally paints his senses on the page.”


DBC Pierre (Vernon God Little, Ludmila’s Broken English, Lights Out In Wonderland ... Winner: Booker prize; Whitbread prize; Bollinger Wodehouse Everyman prize; James Joyce Award from the Literary & Historical Society of University College Dublin)


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14 March 2013

MY NO GOOD KIDS

Leashed Passion; Laurie Lipton; pencil on paper




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My no good kids


My brain is embarrassed by my spirit.
They are at war.
I sit back and watch,
and struggle to pay the bills.
It is like raising children.


Philip White


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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

No Phillip, its nothing like raising children, at all.
Saying that it is so reveals the emptiness within your heart.
You let the weeds grow.

March 15, 2013 at 12:26 AM

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