Saturday, October 28, 2017


Aquatic faunas do show up in far more places than expected. Of course, a bathroom sink is a rockpool and a rainpool is a lake. Then there are less obvious cavities. Think of a few. But there is also a certain lack of respect for distances in time. Eggs and seeds lay dormant for centuries, memory swims through subterranean channels, poems ignore whether they were written years ago or are not yet written at all.

A selection of poetry by Mattias Forshage in English is now available from Headlouse Press and Peculiar Mormyrid press via Lulu here. It is a main volume for purchase or for free download, and a dream story appendix only for purchase.

It is a tiresome geography lesson, and certain senses of survival will depend on it. Trust a nothing being.

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