As I sd to my
friend, because I am
always talking, -- John, I
sd, which was not his
name, the darkness sur-
rounds us, what
can we do against
it, or else, shall we &
why not, buy a goddamn big car,
drive, he sd, for
christ's sake, look
out where yr going.
friend, because I am
always talking, -- John, I
sd, which was not his
name, the darkness sur-
rounds us, what
can we do against
it, or else, shall we &
why not, buy a goddamn big car,
drive, he sd, for
christ's sake, look
out where yr going.
—Robert Creeley, “I Know a Man”
As we were
All well behind the times,
Unable to distinguish
Well-wrought poetry
From pedestrian rhyme,
Our forward-looking instructor
Gave us a crash course
On how to maneuver
Between the lines—
Would you believe it?
In no time at all,
We were so well-versed,
We drove him up a wall.
Moderator’s comments: I don’t know about Cinquor’s mentor, but mine was so forward-looking he walked to his poetry classes.
Cinquor should read Andrei Codrescu's The Poetry Lesson. Might make him feel there's hope ... for something....
ReplyDeleteRest assured, I shall relay your reading recommendation to Cinquor--he's always on the lookout for anything that will make him feel his poetry lessons have all been worth it.
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