Abridged 0 - 26: Rust Submission Call

Rust. What does that bring to mind? Want to write a piece about it? Make some Art?

Abridged, one of my favourite things to come out of the North (I also like wheaten bread and marching bands with swirling kilts)

The passage of time makes abrasive records on steel flesh. The air whips our iron bodies and breaks our sense of power. Steel razors are muted and frayed under time’s persistent grind, objects of strength peppered with the omnipotence of rain, of wind. Our illusions of permanence are skeletal. Crumbling ghosts in an obedient return to earth. People, objects, things rot on the periphery. Take comfort in the crowd. Backward glances leave us unnerved by a sinister image, grey carcasses seeping with orange reds. Tattered forms, broken, fragile, finished. There is an eerie resemblance, a premonition perhaps. Nature is adamant, an absolute presence, a confirmation that we are merely passing through. We are a small movement, temporary occupants. How insignificant are our industries, our wars, our structured societies, our manufactured supremacy. The body electric fails and falls. Rust is our mutability. Rust is our diminution. Our dominion. The natural translation of colour. The evolution of the elements.

Abridged, the poetry/art magazine is looking for submissions for its Rust issue. 

A maximum of 3 poems may be submitted of any length. 

Art can be up to A4 size and can be in any media. It should be at least 300 dpi. 

Submissions can be emailed to abridged@ymail.com 
or 
posted to: Abridged c/o The Verbal Arts Centre, Stable Lane and Mall Wall, Bishop Street Within, Derry BT48 6PU. 

Deadline for submissions is 21st April 2012.

I'm thinking gates, old cars, ginger hair, ginger cats, gingerbread, chains, shipyards, skips, sick plants, abandoned train lines, bridges, The Angel of The North