Daly Bones

Old knacker

Does the Sea weep when she tears herself to raindrops?
If you rip up your ticket and leave the cabaret . . .
I'll tell you what the mountain wants.

Daly Bones Italy 1952

© Daly Bones. All rights reserved.

swine book of prose


The first collection of writing to be published proper.

Available soon. Sound the alarm if you want to know more.


We agree to call It a name so we don't lose our minds. A vocab fence for the wild place. Produce folklore, habits and routines. Manufacturer desires and fears. I abuse myself with culture. High culture, low culture. A puerile and grandiose pile on top of loudness. Trembling with violent neediness, precocious and spoilt and anxious.

Daly Bones living with French Communist

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daly bones Paris 1949