New Works – Stephen Sunderland

NECROPOLITICS

NECROPOLITICS a visual asemic poem by Stephen Sunderland. Outlines of vertical grey shapes (buildings)? in front on the foreground various scratchy asemic figures. Black and white stark abstraction of the urban milieu dystopian.

Heart of Glass
– after Werner Herzog –

(i)
Now what will protect me
from the evil of the universe?
Nettles spring out of the factories.
              Dig three feet into the earth.
              The untidiness of the stars
              makes my head ache
              for the secret of ruby glass.
                           Should I leave this place?
                           I see many people running up a hill;
                           need something to contain my blood
                           or it will trickle away.
                                          All the people danced in the red glow.
                                          Their blood, their life, everything
                                          is in the glass.
                                                                        Everything is in this land
                                                                        and everything is ruby.
                                                                        Even the lake is dyed red.
                                                                                    Like sleepwalkers the people go towards their                                                                                     doom. 
                                                          In the works, the men blow
                                                          the glass to planets.
                           Beer, sweat, the glow
                           of the cosmos new spun,
                           rotations in the holy doorway.
A glass horse is teased into being
fetlocks last.

  (ii)
Arcs of molten light, ampoules
in the chemistry of a slow
centuries-long sedation.
           The oldest laughs longest, the young maidservant
           squawks during the harp performance.
           All eyes blind, hooded.
                        When can we put the candle aside?
                        Christ awaits, on the cross.
                        Now we’re in and out
                        of the light of paintings
                        half grasped, infernal noise.
                                     I tell you what I see,
                                      don’t know if it will happen.
                                                  Peasants will  dress like townspeople
                                                  and the townspeople will be like apes.
                                                 The murderer will dance to raise his victim again. He who has
                                                 smooth hands will be slain. No man will like another man.
                                                 All for ruby glass. The pure ingredient.
                                     What are the factories still good for?
                                     Could there be such a thing again?
                                     Everyone will have a different head.
                                     People become ill but no one can help them.
                        For twelve years there’s been no fire
                        and my shoes are gone,
                        says the old man
                        who was there at the beginning.
            People settle down as though never wanting
            to leave the world, but overnight
            the clearing of the world begins.
As ever, the prophet is jailed
for beginning the fires.

     

STARGATE

A visual poem Stargate by Stephen Sunderland (c) 2025. A multicoloured chart against a green background. Existential musings of a young boy about cinema and the universe

MOONLANDING

PUNK ROCK SCHOOL DISCO


Stephen Sunderland is the author of film-novel The Cinema Beneath the Lake (forthcoming Orbis Tertius, 2025), and the visual poetry collections Eye Movement (Steel Incisors, 2022), Oneiroscope (Kingston University Press, 2023) Refrains (Steel Incisors, 2023) and Unforgettable Singing Animal (forthcoming, Ice Floe Press, 2026). His work also appears in anthologies Seen as Read (Kingston University Press 2021), Seeing in Tongues (Steel Incisors, 2023) and Popogrou Anthology (Kingston University Press, 2024); and in journals 3:AM, Mercurius, Overground Underground, Osmosis, Shuddhashar, Litter, The Debutante and Lune: A Journal of Literary Misrule. Find him on X @stephensunderla – and on Bluesky @stephensunderland@bsky.social

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