Scott Devon is a British born poet, with an MA in Creative Writing from MMU. He is the former head of neo:writers, a department of neo:artists CIC, and the organiser of the neo:anthology Project 2013, which has published writers such as multiple Pushcart prize nominee Howie Good, and Faber poet George Szirtes, http://www.neoartists.co.uk/blog/.
Scott's work explores the duality of nature and man, attempting to uncover and understand the ambivalence which lies within us all. His work has been published widely across Europe and America, but most recently by the Origami Poems Project, Stepaway Magazine, Epicentre Magazine, Egg poetry, Bareback, Diastixo.gr, Staxtes.com, Chicago Literati and Matchbox Poems.
His poem ‘Belief’ was independently selected to be translated and read on National Greek radio, and he was selected to write in conjunction with the Royal Philharmonic Society in July 2013. His prose piece, Mobled Souls, was published by Starburst magazine, the world’s longest running magazine for Sci-Fi, Horror and Fantasy in November 2013.
More of his work can be found at neo:writers - Scott Devon
Some comments on Scott's latest book, "The Book of Doubt" -
“This book by Scott Devon will surely remove the doubt that many people, including myself, have about the existence of good poetry, (…) a must read if you want to enjoy the magic of poetic visions.”
- Hisham M Nazer
“It will rock your world..... His poetry is astonishing/ & the format/ style/grace with which he executes these pieces are worth your time.”
- Lynnie Gobeille
► Scott's Origami micro-chapbooks and selected poems are available below.
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Cover photo: ‘Despair’ by Rose Waugh
www.niterose.tersonodesign.com
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Click this mp3 link
To hear Scott reading his poem, 'ambivalence'
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“to save our people we must sacrifice our people”
G’Kar I saw him today down in Circle Nine found only decay in his hate he said forgiveness is the highest form of faith
our souls unborn buddhas wanting freedom
from the dark he said so all life must die I saw him today down in Circle Nine
yet I fear the matin light which you have
stoned blue with bruises he said hear my prayer forgiveness is the highest form of faith
ascending a blind guide led me beyond
the dark asked me if the sun was rotten I saw him today down in Circle Nine
and so the sun bled out and lost the sky
orphaned all to ineffectual fire forgiveness is the highest form of faith
in the morning the sunrise smells of wings
and whip marks and blood and ambivalence I saw him today down in Circle Nine forgiveness is the highest form of faith
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Scott Devon © 2014
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Cover: Photo of 1880 New England headstone
by Jan Keough
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If I could sample the sun I would use it,
I would dip my brush lightly in the atomic light. And if scattered atoms be my stardust I would let sunsets explode upon the world, And paint a yellow road That leads back to you.
It is all giving,
No face may feel the warmth without its blessing. And if blessings be the warm tide of the world, Then drown me in you.
If I could turn lightning to liquid I would use it.
I would drain the sky of anger So I might better see All the light from all the suns who have already died. And those pinpricks that map the black Would shine me home to you.
It is all giving,
No heart may make a beat without its blessing. And if blessings be the under-current of everything Then know this, I am, I know you.
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Scott Devon © 2012
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