new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Luck of the Draw, Boot Camp, Ft. Leonard Wood, Missouri, 1965
You never knew Jean Genet had a twin brother, did you? Well, here he is, wearing horn-rimmed glasses and a genuine Madras shirt underneath a handmade Milk and Honey sweater knitted in 1964. I forget what brand of cigarettes he was smoking at that time (Luckies?) but I do remember reading somewhere in Genet's memoirs how cool his brother said his head felt. That was before Vietnam toasted a lot of his buddies, while he was lucky enough to sweat out most of his two-year hitch playing the role of Kool Kompany Klerk in Sandia Base, Albuquerque, New Mexico.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
The Intricate Evasions of As
Momentarily, as
In the absence
Of something, say
It was just one
Of those things
That appeared simply
To fill the silence,
Then went on
Its way.
In the absence
Of something, say
It was just one
Of those things
That appeared simply
To fill the silence,
Then went on
Its way.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Time for Another Danse Russe?
Hey, whatchamacallit,
don't you see
it's about time
this thingamajig was
moving in on you better
watch out now watch it,
what you call it calls
the tune.
(A rewrite of a poem that first appeared in Sentences (1976) under the title "William Carlos Williams".)
Friday, August 28, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Jack Sprat Robinson, Sleight-of-Hand Man
See?
He's got wife with can
Of sardines up un-
Canny ass,
Eats her whole
Before you can
Say Jack,
Where'd she go?
He's got wife with can
Of sardines up un-
Canny ass,
Eats her whole
Before you can
Say Jack,
Where'd she go?
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