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- Herausgeber: Nine Arches Press
- Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
- Sprache: Englisch
What do you do when you are a god – but powerless and unable to prevent one of your favourite species from their insatiable, accelerating death wish? Do you try to shout louder and more insistently, or instead reinvent yourself as a troubadour of romantic ruin? Such are the dilemmas posed by Rishi Dastidar in his third poetry collection Neptune's Projects, a reshaping of mythology for the climate crisis era which gives bold consideration to the stark choices we face. A post-apocalyptic jig and reel, these poems are compelling, deadpan yarns of the sea, full of both fury and fun. In Neptune's Projects the end of humanity is made wry, thrilling – and alive.
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Neptune’s Projects
Neptune’s Projects
Rishi Dastidar
ISBN: 978-1-913437-68-8
eISBN: 978-1-913437-69-5
Copyright © Rishi Dastidar, 2023.
Cover artwork: © Ria Dastidar / Uberpup.
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All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced, stored or transmitted in any form or by any means, graphic, electronic, recorded or mechanical, without the prior written permission of the publisher.
Rishi Dastidar has asserted his right under Section 77 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work.
First published April 2023 by:
Nine Arches Press
Unit 14, Sir Frank Whittle Business Centre,
Great Central Way, Rugby.
CV21 3XH
United Kingdom
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Printed on recycled paper in the United Kingdom by Imprint Digital.
Nine Arches Press is supported using public funding by Arts Council England.
Contents
Trade volumes
Feeling aquamarine
Solaris, a sequel
Spirit tek
Kelpie
Inhale the sea
Mermaid status
Neptune’s Polaroids
Shipwreck champagne
How to measure the ocean
Prophet Kean in The End Times
Le Plongeoir
Monodies for the Anthropocene
Neptune’s concrete crash helmet
Test card heatwave
New planet who dis?
Top of the food chain
Sky streets
Pretanic (A journal of some proceedings on the North Atlantic archipelago), Edition 2
Tight Little Island
Impossible nation
Imperial cosmic sickness
History distortion field
The Overblown Age
Eating popcorn at the apocalypse
The Brexit Book of the Dead
¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (Aftermyth)
Thucydides eats a macaron
Crisis or War Comes
For the population
What would you do if your everyday life was turned upside down?
Your emergency preparedness
look false
In the event of terror
Duty to contribute
Home tips
Resistance is required
State of alert
protective spaces
Barque of frailty
Dhow
Wetware
Seasalter
Tridentcy, or an inquisition by the sea
The waves speak happiness
Neptune Clough
Notes, Acknowledgements & Thanks
About the author and this book
“But I know you’re not listening /
Oh I know you’re not listening”
– Wilco, ‘Impossible Germany’
You, with this strange belief you can capture me with your pen.
Sail on, oh ship of optimism, sail on me as far as you can.
Trade volumes
Count the ships – are they sailing, sailing?
Yes, the ships are sailing, sailing.
Count the shipwrecks – are they falling, falling?
Yes, the shipwrecks are falling, falling.
Count all of us – are we failing, failing?
Yes, all of us are failing, failing.
Feeling aquamarine
1. Throughout all of the following, remember that I am a god.
2. I know that does not have much currency these days, but still
3. FIRE!
4. Only joking.
5. But the point is – once I had power. People worshipped me.
6. Because of the rage and torment and vengeance I could summon with just a beat of my heart.
7. And so the puny vessels you put upon my body were utterly at my mercy.
8. How I felt when I got up.
9. Not that I ever slept. When you are nearly all the world, you never rest.
10. If you think I am sleeping – you will be sleeping too.
11. And forever is a long time, boy, let me tell you.
12. Oh this screed justifying myself to you when without me – nothing. I was the lab from within which you dragged yourself to shore. And you repay a godfather like this.
13. Having me choke on a vortex of plastic ducks somewhere in the Pacific.
14. You bastards. Even the sharks never did that to me.
15. You didn’t hear it? That was an anchor slipping, a mast snapping, an island sinking.
16. I am only capricious if you think I am capricious.
17. I bet you don’t fancy your chances of finding out.
