Saturday, September 1, 2018

MAY 1st. By M.A. Littler



we buried her
on may 1st
the ground
was still partially frozen

there was a sense
of loss of course
but not all that many tears

a few of us
remember
the words she repeated
during her last days:

I will not be there
to protect
and guide you
yet eventually
the fog lifts
the clouds part
and the meaning
will be revealed.





 M.A. Littler
M.A. Littler was raised in the old world and the new world, at airports, on junkyards, in motels and restaurants. He found employment as a bouncer, a barkeeper, a cab driver, a translator, a screenwriter, a journalist – even as an ambulance driver. All employment was short-lived.

In 1999, Littler founded Slowboat Films - a haven for truly independent cinema. In his films and writing he has displayed an unhidden affinity for outsiders of all sorts – radical intellectuals, outlaw historians, marginalized artists, obscure musicians and holy con men. 
When asked about this, Littler says: "I'm interested in people who dance to their own beat, prototypes who fix their radio with a blow torch. “


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