Exercises in the higher banter with One of 26. Elsewhere called 'poet of adland'. By a whipple-squeezer. Find out why being beta is the new alpha: betarish at googlemail dot com
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Saturday, November 02, 2013
Commercial: From the Slopes of Olympus...
I have been tremendously slack in telling you about this, but I have a short essay in this latest version of that fine, combustible publication Smoke: A London Peculiar. It's a a collection of bits, bobs, blather, bluster and other words not beginning with b that paint an askew of London preparing for the Olympics, grumbling as it did, then smiling much more broadly once they'd arrived. Me aside, it's a delightful read, and a much more interesting history of those two weeks last year than any official tome you might wade into it.
You can buy it here, or from these fine, olde worlde providers of actual books!
Saturday, October 19, 2013
Listorama: Facebook status updates vol 31
What's on your mind?
toobusytoobusytoobusytoobusytoobusy – toobusy
is dancing like something or other
Might as well give up on this
has nothing to rebel against
Maybe yes, maybe no
is trying to put a napkin on a tiger
Any bets on ‘Prince Rogers Nelson’?
Is this what you call change?
My word, my word is ‘word’
is a local hero
Dot dash dot dash dot dash
Sleeping, waking, whatevering
is a lamb in a sea of sharks
has forgotten his watch again
Having enough time is a theory, isn’t it?
[you can fill this bit in for me today]
is a croakie oakie
will be passing through Acton for the first time in eons
Munch? Or brunch?
has another nail in his heart
is inside the moral kiosk again
Hedge fund holiday
is waiting to start
Highways not byways
needs the services of a phrenologist
Work is as work does
would like to be remembered as a modal shift in communications
appears to have run out of words already
The days, they slip away
is a neo-imperialist plot impinging on your sovereignty
has forgotten his watch
Where’d the light go?
is a disused zone
is Plasticus Masticus, the world’s first 3D printed superhero
The cities are here for you to use
is waiting for his software update
Back to it
Greetings from Paris
Thursday’s child is full of rhyme
Sickbed bulletin: sleep
has recovered in time for the working week
is a new found sincerity
Ah the ol’ ‘awake before an early alarm’ gag
I remind the poets: never apologise, never explain
The travails of a flaneur
Trying to hit the high notes like Bernard Sumner
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Poetry: Bottled Air review
I know, I know, this place is almost moribund now. Anyway, here is a piece of tumbleweed for you: a review of the sparkling 'Bottled Air' by Caleb Klaces over at Poejazzi.
Tuesday, September 03, 2013
Commercial: Engage the digital storytelling conference
So, to make sure I know how to tell a digital story, I'm going to be heading to Engage at the Soho Hotel next Tuesday night. Organised and hosted by the fine folks from Talk NYC, it's bound to be an event full of insight and wisdom, especially as I'll be hearing from people such as Jeremy Ettinghausen, James Hilton and David Ripert.
I think you should come too, especially as you can get a discount on attending. Just use the code above. And hopefully see some of you next week.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Reportage: A thunderstorm in Tempelhof
Friday, July 26, 2013
Poetry: On the funnies in poetry
A post, based on some Complete Works II notes, over at Medium.
Monday, July 15, 2013
Listorama: Facebook status updates vol 30
What's on your mind, BetaRish?
Hello Facebook. Did I miss anything while I’ve been offline?
Back to real life
is back at the desk
is a disproportionate impact
Is that a spring cold I see before me?
So. We meet again.
England my country, the home of the free, such miserable weather…
is the service director of the public realm
is the eternal philistine
From Glam to Cains
Oh sinuses, up yours
is a universal point of reference
Are words enough?
has exhausted the sea of possibilities
is beginning at the beginning
is playing with his hair
is a medium
has been divulged
is a phase away
Why is not lunchtime?
So yes, good to see you again November
can’t cope with the extra level of detail Facebook wants from him
wants a goluptious day
is a book of matches
Brokin’ and smokin’
It is raining in Berlin
Came fifth in a race at Tempelhof airport, then was promptly punished for such temerity by being caught in a thunderstorm. Not bad from my first time on a bike in 18 years
Economic imperative let’s go!
delineated his day already
is absenting himself
is a t-shaped foxhog
is betrayed by words again
To meet, perchance to dream
is ringing and spinning and spinning and ringing
is blowing whistles
Data data everywhere and not a drop to think
A twinge in time is annoying
has been to Button Moon
has the ragmatical blues
is losing against pollen
is rampantly toxic
is a unit of chic
believes it’s something in the water
hasn’t done this today
is slipping away already
needs to be told
is scrambling to the top, and falling back down