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(home of hot zabba, realm of
the over-pixellated fish)
You have arrived, O
weary and unfortunate traveller, at the homepage of W.N. Herbert,
Poet and Tragedian. From here you
can access his elderly websites and his wannabe-eldritch blogs.
Why so Byzantine and
straggly? As of April 2008,
he's still updating the Gairnet site, and hasn't added links yet from
Franks Casket to more current issues. Sheesh. If this sounds at all
interesting (and frankly how can it?) please keep checking for 'progress'.
This, due to ease of access and
narcissistic insecurity, is where most of his current online activity
takes place, though hardly in an informative manner. Relentlessly
trivial, it is a piercing insight into the sub-intellectual life of a
so-called contemporary poet and educator. At least in the old days
substance abuse offered some kind of excuse, but now, stamina-less,
enlarged, and largely hairless, it's like watching a homeless crab
try on soggy matchboxes and rusted tin-cans: 'Are you my new shell?' 'Are
you my new shell?'
A blog which now contains
a fair few entries and some randomly-captioned photos. But not apparently
about the important things folk are therefore left to assume must be
happening in his 'life'. Not worth visiting unless you have
a lot (and do we mean a lot) of curiosity about his disorganised
ramblings, but it's getting better. Just not all the time.
(Now moved to Wordpress, so at
least you don't have to peer at the white font on black background he
seemed to think was 'intergalactic'.)
an extremely ephemeral blog
devoted to composite animals he encounters in his sleep (hopefully), and
other epiphenomena.
A personal site which
appears to be lobster-obsessed, but which really chronicles his less
recent activities and interests (not a lot of people want to know these).
Unlike the sites listed above, it actually does contain useful
biographical and bibliographic info.This supercedes the trAce version
and is upgraded once in a blue lobster.
This almost entirely
supernumerary website was set up to facilitate communication between the
poets taking part in the Poet to Poet project (see 'space of bill' for
details), so he didn't take what was on it seriously and filled it up
with gibberish inadvertently giving birth to the entity 'Blll'.
This was a poetry webzine
created for the School of English Literature Language & Linguistics at
Newcastle University, where he now professes to lecture. It
represents the School's excellent Creative Writing programme, but he once
deluded himself it could also be 'representative' of the poetry scene in
the North of England. It was succeeded by several
student-edited editions (these lurk upon another server far from
Herbert's homeworld). The whole project, like so many others he touches
with the Digit of Inertia, currently awaits reanimation on the frozen
slab of a secret ex-icehouse.
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