Nothing remains
The same: It’s been said so
Many times it’s old-hat,
Oblivious to change—
Keep on trucking light
Just the same, tread
Water if you have to,
Always use your given name.
new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Nothing remains
The same: It’s been said so
Many times it’s old-hat,
Oblivious to change—
Keep on trucking light
Just the same, tread
Water if you have to,
Always use your given name.
--Corazón, stout dog,
“Poetry Is a Destructive Force,”
Wallace Stevens
To bark with all our might
Straight from the heart is just
What we didn’t want—
We needed something
That would clearly set us apart
From the howling, romantic pack. So
Oh so vain as ever, we found ourselves
Mushing on to wherever it was
We were going,
Forgetting all too soon
That which brings us
Together remains
For all appearances,
A blinding blizzard pure
As the driven snow.
Have a heart, dear
Ham—the persona
You so want the crowd
To lap up, keeps fleeing
Through the riddled
Exit wounds
Of a bleeding ticker.