We all need something
Clearly beyond words
To put dreams together.
new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
Monday, January 4, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
Zukofsky's Last “Poem Beginning 'I'”
I swear I’ll never write another but
Should I try, cross my heart, let me lie.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Research Regarding Poetry and Driving
Recently received: A great New Year’s gift lovingly sent and signed by my old friend and author, John Levy. Half a dozen new prose poems in a three-color foldout from Bob Arnold’s excellent Longhouse. Reminiscent of Michaux at times but without the French writer’s pervading sense of terror, these pieces are Levy at his unpredictable, whimsical best. Highly recommended. Available in both signed ($15) and unsigned editions ($7.95).
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Deconstruction
Near brimming candlelit cemetery
Under a waning winter moon—
Ring of barrels emptied of lime
Next to an ashen shovel, light.
Under a waning winter moon—
Ring of barrels emptied of lime
Next to an ashen shovel, light.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Chair Contemplating Colossus of Cyprus
In the Museum garden
Empty chairs:
the statues have returned
to the other museum.
--George Seferis, from “Sixteen Haiku”
Four days on a guided tour of Cyprus during the Christmas holiday (courtesy of the Greek Agricultural Pension Fund) were not enough to fully appreciate this beautiful and still tragically divided island, nor am I well-enough informed to know what really happened there so many years ago; still, the sight of a huge crescent and the flag of the illegal Turkish pseudo-state of "Northern Cyprus" provocatively carved on the mountainside overlooking Nicosia and the barricades dividing the city make me wonder if there will ever be a viable solution to the Cyprus problem. For those interested, you can read what the island has gone through here. Sadly, another tragic story that time is slowly but inexorably erasing.
As for the photo of the gigantic (10m!) statue of Archibishop Makarios situated about 500 meters from his grave, it’s a shame that such a beautiful spot high up in the rugged Troodos mountain range should be defaced by such a monument to bad taste. How the plastic chair found its way up here is anybody’s guess but it makes a fitting complement to the kitsch atmosphere pervading the scene.
NB: George Seferis wrote a great number of poems while on his first visit to Cyprus in 1953; published in 1955, they were included in his Collected Poems 1924-1955 as Logbook III.
NBB: Seferis' haiku should look like this:
In the Museum garden
Empty chairs:
the statues have returned
to the other museum.
Monday, December 28, 2009
On the Road to Shangri-la
Workers of the world
Go to work every day
And do not think
It’s child’s play.
Go to work every day
And do not think
It’s child’s play.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
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