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The thing is that your words have a very powerful effect on me and even writing this i feel inarticulate... and reticent. But when you say things about Caesar's breath it makes me want to throw up it's so beautiful. It makes me want to roll around on the floor and scream.
r.

thanx martin. your writes bring many emotions...i remember reading a story about a man in a concentration camp and he looked down and found diamonds in the snow. For some reason that has always reminded me of your poems. A beautiful and terrible irony.
sue.

I like your work Martin because it extends out of
you and beyond. comforting actually. like proctoclysis.
c.

Hi man! U were on fire that nite in da club, absolutely crazy! Keep up the good work!
PEACE YA'LL !!!!! ............
IVAN

The poem you sent me with the pics is fucking crazy. I felt like I was spinning out of control. I don't think I could read it ten more times and absorb the underlieing meanings… That's a funny ass pic of you in the dress. I would have been laughing my ass off watching all that go down. Later old man
self induced delirium

Hey there,
'...And love was pure as a kittens feet' - I love your poetry!!!
ira

your poem is so beautiful martin that it makes me wish I'd had a love affair with you just so that it could be finished (By the way you mentioned laconic twice And if I was the object of this poem I might object to elusive)
r.

painted wolf
Very nice and oh so true many a
> time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
martin x
yeah. wet brain and masturbation. the good life!
painted wolf
LOL, sometimes yes, maybe even most times

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggggggggh!
cath


I think your linnet's song is the best thing I've read of yours for at least a week any way but obviously don't want to - you know- compare in any way.
O fucking hell Martin, I'm so jealous
r.

Alexander, hi.
I'm writing to you about Martin Cooke, a terrifically talented director who's staging a version of Beckett's Catastrophe in the basement of Bulgakov's house in the coming week. I recently saw him perform some of his poems, which were hysterically funny and passionate. I'm not usually an "arty" person, professionally obliged to be as cynical as possible, but I thought this guy was worthy of special attention (and it's not the sort of thing that I can get into the Guardian). You can reach him at martijno2002@yahoo.com,
I think you'd be mad not to. I'll see you there.
Very best,
Nick

this is beautiful in every way, make me smile, make me feel like crying, made me want to have sex.
Whoever this was written for is very lucky
katy

Oh, dear...! I so like to receive your poems and keep time to read them, enjoy your style, your tenderness... That’s miracle...
I notice that I’m looking forward for every morning just to open my mail and check if I have something there from you…
It’s coming to be similar with drugs. What I will do further...? Oh, horror!:)
Anna.

One more time! It was really far out and I absolutely, totally and utterly adore it! I'm a philosopher by education and all these existentional things make me really exiting. Unfortunately my English is not very strong and I'm not sure that I got everything you were reciting but it was enough to put me in ecstasy... And if you are invited to recite your poetry somewhere again and if it is not difficult for you just let me know I would try to come with camera to have it as a perfect example of recitation because you are the best I have ever seen :).
Stay high forever!
Igor

its about way more than syphilis :>)
david

Photo: 'Kiss of Peace' by Julia Margaret Cameron.