YOUR MISSION, SHOULD YOU DECIDE TO ACCEPT IT,
REQUIRES YOU TO DESCRIBE CAREFULLY
IN FIFTEEN WORDS OR LESS
THE PITIFUL STATE OF AMERICAN POETRY
Who cares if care is required
To enrich poetry, pity
The poor slob who cares.
new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Invasion of the Slug People
You know
They’ve finally taken over
The world
When we no longer
Have the time
To shovel the slime
We’ve left behind.
They’ve finally taken over
The world
When we no longer
Have the time
To shovel the slime
We’ve left behind.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Environmental Awareness
Lone predator
Scouring the environs,
Peregrine falcon out
On uppermost branch
Of blighted tree limb—
Pray keep an eye on him.
Scouring the environs,
Peregrine falcon out
On uppermost branch
Of blighted tree limb—
Pray keep an eye on him.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Quintessence
Worthy
O gods, the sprawling earth-
Bound spirits spawning
Their issue in aether,
Spilling their fire-
Like essence over
A consummate
Wine dark sea!
O gods, the sprawling earth-
Bound spirits spawning
Their issue in aether,
Spilling their fire-
Like essence over
A consummate
Wine dark sea!
Friday, November 6, 2009
Whence the Problem of Poetics
Poetry? I remember
I had a soft spot for it in my heart
That became hard to explain
Once I let it enter my brain.
I had a soft spot for it in my heart
That became hard to explain
Once I let it enter my brain.
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