A quick look at Manifestoes:

Words by Reece Merrifield

A Manifesto is never perfect. Indeed, everybody that has an opinion and a plan can create a manifesto, which can and will create schisms of thought and obvious differences in the multitude of manifestoes.

A manifesto, as Rem Koolhas says, is a ‘blueprint’, but one that ‘does not predict the cracks that will develop in the future’. The manifesto is not a machine, it is a living organism. Organisms live and die, and so too do manifestoes.

The manifesto will never project perfection. The manifesto will, on the other hand, point out other viewpoints. A manifesto can be a set of rules, or it can direct a person to break established dogma.

‘A’ manifesto should never claim to be ‘The’ Manifesto.

A manifesto is an art form, it can influence people beyond belief, be it politically/artistically/spiritually. A manifesto could question you, it could reflect your life, or you may reject it outright, but at least it is there.

Manifestoes are under-appreciated for their ability to influence and motivate large groups of individuals. A manifesto cannot be alone. To read a manifesto is to join a group, to decide whether your subscription to that group is temporary or permanent, to show them other manifestoes, to build on that already existing manifesto.

Manifestoes have no end, have not ended and will never end. This article is a manifesto.

Light Reading

Words by Joshua Cialis, picture by J. M. W. Turner (‘Sunset over Water’)

‘Yellow after the night goes to sleep’ (O’Hara, 1955)

Poets have used light since the beginning of creative thought, to illuminate the cave walls on which they depicted stories, to shine onto writing desks, to demonstrate some sublime metaphor, to light their journey through a dark patch in life, or more recently to spotlight themselves on a stage. However we look at it, light is immensely important to poets.

For Coleridge, light was a portal to the sublime; a sunset allows the ‘veil [to the] Almighty Spirit’ to be lifted. In fact in ‘This Lime Tree Bower My Prison’, Coleridge almost explicitly defines the sublime as only coming through in light; the light ‘hues’ of the sunset allow the poet to be struck by a ‘swimming sense…less gross than bodily’. In light we experience the deepest of beautiful feelings. However, there is also a sense of what might be going on in the dark. In ‘Kaddish’, Ginsberg muses on darkness and death in the lines: ‘like a poem in the dark – escaped back to Oblivion/ No more to say, and nothing to weep for but the Beings in the Dream’. Here, essentially Ginsberg asserts darkness with death and destruction of pure imagination. Therefore, light is essential for creativity and beauty.

It is interesting to look at light and how it is depicted in poetry. A favourite image of mine is morning light through a slatted blind. It is that purest kind of light, the sort you only notice for a couple of minutes before it is gone into the business of the day. But that blurry eyed beauty can be locked up in the lines of a poem to transport us back to that serenity of waking up to light. O’Hara captures this morning light brilliantly in his poem ‘Talking To The Sun On Fire Island’, a poem in which the Sun patiently waits for O’Hara to wake before asserting the equality of the Sun’s light and how it shines everywhere, and must therefore be a power for all writers and creatives.

Burroughs’ used artificial light to create hallucinations. Using Briony Gysin’s ‘Dream Machine’, a sequence of flashing lights shine through a spinning cylinder creating a strobosofic effect. This flickering light stimulates the optic nerves to create images behind the eyes of the watcher. This hallucinatory effect of oscillating light had such an effect on Burroughs that he uses the images seen in his Dream Machine experiments in almost all of his books. The fact that light can have this ability to expel writers block demonstrates its power in the poet’s tool box.

One way to harness this power of light in a simple writing exercise is to note the shapes that light form in a specific place throughout the day. Notice how these shapes change as the sun sets and then how they morphe further after the sun goes down and the light becomes artificial. Muse upon how these changes affect you and your outlook on the environment around you and what happens once the light has gone.

003 Coming Soon!

003 is now complete! Here is a list of all the accepted poems, prose, and Art. If you have been accepted please ensure we have your address so a free copy of the magazine can be sent to you. If you would like to pre-order a copy of Foxtrot Uniform: 003 please email: foxtrotuniformpoetry@gmail. Copies cost £3

Our Cover Artist for 003 is Steph Coathupe if you’d like to see more of her work it can be accessed on her website: www.stephcoathupe.com

Poetry

Livermore, Richard

‘Renegade Frog’

Ehrlich, Milton
‘The Tightrope of the Mind’
‘Tender Moments’

Royle, Holly
‘Defying The Path’

Meade, Gordon
‘Asian Elephant’
‘Sea Lion’

Khomutoff, Rus
‘Sonic threshold of the sacred’
‘A collaboration between Khomutoff & Soriano’

Scarisbrick, Luke
‘Facebook Zuckbook Face Fuckface Bookface Book’

Connolly, Paul
‘Haircuts’
‘Burn it all’

Reynard-Bowness, Billy
“’owt else pales when compared t’ th’ Dales”

Potts, Laura
‘The Night That Robin Died’

Miles, Ezra
‘Not to be reproduced’
‘The Circus’

Meakin, Michael
‘Extinction’

Fahey, Paul
‘A display of Artistic Temprament’
‘Dog on a String’

Carber, Len
‘Ode To Mrs Miller’
‘Near the Orchard’

Brown, Elle
‘Daisy’
‘Elm Seeds’

Haley, David
‘Planning Prospects’

Cialis, Joshua
‘Now (A poem for Margate)

Merrifield, Reece
‘Cigarettes’
‘StyrsÖ

Prose

Cialis, Joshua
‘On Spontaneity’

Art by

Erlick, Joshua

Kuznetsova, Olesya

Jones, Stuart

Hayward, Matthew
‘Collaborator’

Foxtrot Uniform: 002

The magazine is at the printers and will be published and sent out on 17th May. Anyone who has pre-ordered a copy should receive their copy by the 19th.

If you would like to pre-order a copy the price is £2 and all you have to do is email us; we will then send you a secure link for payment. Postage is free for UK residents. However, overseas postage will have to be sent alongside the original price. seeing that we believe everyone should have the opportunity to access great writing, we have tried to keep the price down as much as possible for the sake of accessibility. Your £2 covers printing costs and postage.

We hope you will enjoy the issue and keep ordering copies…

Is Literary Creativity Restricted by Language?

Words by Holly Royle

The English language is continually expanding as new words are frequently introduced. The Oxford English Dictionary publishes four updates every year as new words are added to the dictionary. The latest update was January 2018 in which over 1100 words, senses, and subentries were introduced including hazzled and electric catfish. This ongoing evolution of language means that surely we will never run out of words for self-expression, be it in the form of prose or poetry. Concepts of love and hate, for example, can be expressed in many different words but with so many writers exploring these concepts is repetition inevitable? Language can be limiting no matter how many new words are added or developed or change their meanings over time. It can be difficult for writers to find the right words to express their ideas. Is creativity limited by language?

This possibility of the executions of creativity being finite is applicable to other art forms. With a finite number of notes the world of music, it is not unlikely that we will one day run out of anything new. The seven notes of music; A, B, C, D, E, F and G, do have variations. This and the combination of instruments, rhythm patterns and music technology are enabling musicians to develop new sounds. There are however, already many songs in existence that use the same chord progressions due to the finiteness of music notes. If you’re interested in finding out more, this video by Axis of Awesome displays this excellently: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5pidokakU4I

Returning to the world of literature, the limitations of language are unlikely to be overcome completely. Different languages have different words for different concepts, for example the German word schadenfreude is defined as the pleasure derived by someone from another’s misfortune. To express this feeling in English would be a far more clunky collection of words. However, this being said, English is a very diverse language with words deriving from Germanic and Romanic languages and has a larger vocabulary than many other languages.

So, how does this affect one’s writing? When composing poetry or prose or any other type of work of writing, my advice would be to keep a thesaurus nearby. This will help to an extent in finding the best fitting words that express meaning, even if the definition of a word does not exactly portray your intending meaning.

Do you agree with this? Are creative mediums limiting the expression of creativity? Let us know what your opinions are on the subject in the comments.

P.S. Have a happy Easter weekend!

 

Information sourced from:

https://public.oed.com/the-oed-today/recent-updates-to-the-oed/

http://www.dictionary.com/browse/schadenfreude?s=t

Farewell…

Don’t worry Foxtrot Uniform isn’t on the way out so carry on sending your poetry, prose and art to our email to get published in the Spring Issue. However, Jade, one of our founders and editorial staff has decided that she can no longer continue working for Foxtrot Uniform due to personal commitments. We wish her luck in the continuation of her studies and we look forward to any poetry she sends us in the future. Here’s what she has to say:

Dear Readers,
I have decided to finish working here at Foxtrot Uniform. I have too many other responsibilities regarding university, and I am also leaving for various personal reasons; so I shall now not be working for Foxtrot. This announcement is to make my departure official. I have had several gaps in my work here due to complications in my personal life, and therefore intend to make this final.
I have enjoyed working here, and it has been an experience that I have learned from. I wish the magazine all the best for the future.
Jade.

In the meantime carry on sending work to foxtrotuniformpoetry@gmail.com

Music and literature: two creative mediums that go hand in hand.

Words by Holly Royle, picture by various (contributors referenced in pictures) edited by Joshua Cialis

One of the first merges of music and literature that I imagine most will think of is, or course, Kate Bush’s Wuthering Heights. This is an example of how literature can be reinterpreted into a form of music. But did you know? There is a Danish heavy metal band in existence who go by the name of Wuthering Heights? Here is a link to their website for those of you interested in discovering more: http://www.wuthering-heights.dk/
Another link between music and literature which many are aware of is Bob Dylan winning the Nobel prize for Literature in 2016. This was covered significantly at the time so I will not be going into extensive detail, but it is a prime example of the overlap between music and literature. Song lyrics often have a narrative, tell a story and can involve some very descriptive language. Of course, this varies between music genres and individual song writers.
There are far more literary influences in music than perhaps expected for example, Dutch symphonic metal band Delain have taken inspiration from Oscar Wilde. The track Hands of Gold from their latest album Moonbathers (2016) contains a verse based on Wilde’s poem The Ballad of Reading Gaol. Edgar Allan Poe’s The Raven was transformed into a psychedelic rock track in 1969 by The Glass Prism. The verses of the poem work incredibly well as sung lyrics with the instrumentation, although I personally think it would be interesting if interpreted in the genre of Gothic rock. Another example is David Bowie’s 1984, based on George Orwell’s novel.
Music and literature are two mediums that both allow for the telling of stories and creative expression, hence why they work so effectively together and can be interchangeable. The advantage of literature is that it allows for greater description, character speech and can be any length. Song lyrics do not always work so easily with inclusion of speech, and long descriptions would cause very lengthy tracks. However, music gives an added dimension through the auditory senses. Atmospheric music can add so much detail to lyrics which may be difficult to portray in words. As a lover of literature and music I find the ability to combine the two is fantastic. The combination of mediums and reinterpretation of literature across the two can create some fascinating results.
You can listen to the tracks mentioned in this article through the following links:
Kate Bush’s Wuthering Heights: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BW3gKKiTvjs
Delain’s Hands of Gold: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8n4Jh7r28cM
The Glass Prism’s The Raven: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x7tQHZqotvA
Bowie’s 1984: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KByxC7B9WH0
I am curious to know if you agree with my love of the two creative mediums and also what do you think of the songs I have provided as examples?

 

The Uncanny Enigma of a Segmented Soul – a poem

Words and Picture by Holly Royle

Emily Brontë’s only novel Wuthering Heights, published in 1847 explores the restraints of society, distortion of identity and the significance of death – despite many labelling the novel simply as a love story. This is my favourite novel as it explores such dark themes, I find it both fascinating whether reading for pleasure or academic study. The following poem is based on the character Catherine Earnshaw.
The Uncanny Enigma of a Segmented Soul – by Holly Royle
Midnight arrives,
by the witching hour: expiration.
We are told you were unconscious, insensible, unresponsive,
but was that purely their perspective?
Those two voices that narrate your life, choose what will be heard
and what will not.
One of them knew you in your infancy,
The other in a childhood nightmare,
what audacity! He must claim to understand your mind
in vain attempts to obtain your future daughter.
A child of nature, a creature of freedom
not confined to supposed, beneficial rule.
Your heart yearned to return to your humble home, yet you lay in luxury sorrow.
Your mind was judged and treated accordingly, when will they learn
that what they think
is not always so.
How you haunted him.
Did you let him invade your grave?
Or maybe it was all a dream inside his head?
Oh dearest Catherine, what your life should have been
without interference.