THE KNIGHT WHO WOULD BE KING.
The Madness of The Bird King
By James Knight and Diana
Probst
The Death of The Bird King
By James Knight
Time was, gentle reader,
that self publishing was sneered upon. Vanity publishing they called it. Sneers
were sneered. Objects were flung.
Of course, this was in the
days of Steam driven Internet connections. The days of oxen powered Pcs. The
time when all family pets were still required to wear ceremonial Ruffs and ‘all
this used to be fields.’
Times change.
Wheels turn.
Now, with such
heavyweights as Jeff Noon entering the self publishing arena it is no longer an
avenue to be mocked. It is an option to be embraced. Enjoyed. Tickled softly.
While much of the output
may be trite or awful (The same can be said of traditional publishing) there
are gems, treasures and genius to be found…
Enter stage left Mr James
Knight.
Maverick poet of the
highest calibre, James has been entertaining and confusing the masses via his
twitter feed @badbadpoet for many a long month.
But what concerns us today
is the birth and ultimate death of perhaps his finest creation…
THE BIRD KING.
Stumbling into the public
view via a series of unrelated tweets, The Bird King soon became unaccountably
popular. What is he? A Bird? A Man? An unholy combination of the two? A cipher
for our own hate filled inner child?
With the involvement of
his fellow @echovirus12 member (A collaboration of Twitter poets and writers)
Diana Probst, plans were hatched to produce an illustrated poem and set it
loose into an unsuspecting world.
THE MADNESS of The BIRD
KING is a slender volume but what it lacks in size it makes up for in content.
An ode to the twisted
bird. A poem. A cautionary tale.
Blended into this tale is
the quite beautiful and yet hauntingly creepy artwork of Ms Probst.
The images and paintings
she provides are simply beyond reproach.
Remember your childhood,
when fairy tales were illustrated with pictures that would play upon your mind?
Cause unease? Induce those old night terrors?
This is what you get here.
Not so much ‘Where The
Wild Things Are’…more ‘Where the Twisted Things Sleep.’
I adore this book. It is a
perfect fusion of words and image. A homage, if you will, to childhoods past.
Emboldened by the Birds
first foray into the printed world, James soon followed it up with another
book.
THE DEATH of The BIRD KING
is a much larger piece. Within you will find details of the King’s birth,
Madness and ultimate death.
Scattered throughout are
examples of Knight’s own twisted images. Always creepy.
Always unique.
Also packaged in this tome
are samples of his work with echovirus, random tweets, short poems and the
introduction of THE ONEIROSCOPE: specially tailored dreams that will give many
a sleepless night…
Somehow managing to be
both disturbing and yet darkly, laugh out loud humorous at the same time, James
is a writer of rare and undoubted talent.
He mixture of poetry and
polymorphic prose is a joy to behold.
I love these books.
You will too.
“Refusing to accept his
own death the Bird King squats in mirrors and dreams. Having long ago outlawed
reviews he squints hateful at Kneel Downe. The reviewer will sleep fitful
tonight to discover a Blue Rose upon his pillow…and sheets smeared with black
foul stains……”
SQQQWWWARRRRRRRRRRRKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!
Interested in these books by James Knight here is a link to buy the book.
http://www.lulu.com/shop/james-knight-and-diana-probst/the-madness-of-the-bird-king/paperback/product-20169700.html
Thanks to Kneel Downe for sharing this with us.
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