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  November 2015
volume 12 number 2
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John D Robinson
November 2015
   

 

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photo by françois biajoux

    John D Robinson, born in the UK in 1963, is a published poet; When You Hear The Bell, There’s Nowhere To Hide (Holy&intoxicated Publications 2016),Cowboy Hats & Railways (Scars Publications 2016).    
    Robinson is a contributor to the 2016 48th Street Press Broadside Series. His work appears widely in small press, and online literary journals including Rusty Truck, Red Fez, Outlaw Poetry, Bareback Lit, Degenerate Literature, The Commonline Journal, Haggard & Halloo, Beatnik Cowboy, Boyslut, Anti Heroin Chic, In Between Hangovers, Grandma Moses Press, Yellow Mama, Hobo Camp Review, Eunoia Review, Zombie Logic Review, Rats Ass Review, Sentinel Literary Quarterly, A Cavalcade Of Stars, Dead Snakes, Hand Job Zine, Horror Sleaze and Trash, Outsider Poetry, Your One Phone Call, Spokes, Grandma Moses Press, Down In The Dirt Magazine, and Walking Is Still Honest Press.
    He is married and lives in the UK with his wife.

   

 

A Poem for Laurie

He can sketch a
photograph-like
portrait within a
couple of minutes;
he can replicate
your dreams in
paint and inks;
he can make a
home where most
could not and he
has survived such
darkness and
such loneliness that
I love him more so,
he has known
mystery and magic
and drugs and has
known art since birth,
he lives it, he lives it
without even thinking
about it;
he is my life-long
friend and we are
brothers and beyond the
chains of brotherhood,
we sing songs that our
parents didn't know
or never dared to teach
us and we sing these
songs loud,
very loudly.

copyright 2015 John D Robinson