Friday, June 17, 2011

Huuklyeand Cinquor on Living with Sleaze

Tut-tut, now no tacky
Remonstrations—
We all know 
Truth is words lie.

Like it or not,
It’s our one and only
Natural habit
Tat.


Moderator’s comments:  Whoever said punning was cheap and vulgar should take a closer look at how punningly Cinquor incorporates into this droll, little poem the British noun “tat” tastelessness by virtue of being cheap and vulgar, rather than its American counterpart “tackiness”—I say bloody good show, Cinq.



Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Two Haikus (in the Museum Garden)

1.

Empty chairs:
the statues have gone back
to the other museum

2.

No wonder
they had no business
being there




Monday, June 13, 2011

The Stars and Stripes Forever?

In his latest column on behalf of that fiery Promethean missile of intrepid internet journalism known as Weekly Hubris, we find our trusty reporter-poet investigating his adopted country’s long ongoing obsession with bad news, violence, guns, death, Hollywood starlets, unnatural beastly sex on farms run by human animals, Hitchcock’s incredulous cock-and-bull stories, booze, cinematic rage on four wheels, bland third-rate male movie stars transmogrified into bamboozling politicians, insipid television commercials, tobacco roads, Wrath against The Redman aka The Deflowering of Virginia West by Manny Feist Destiny and many more American themes parked down by the river of no return.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

RIP, Patrick Leigh Fermor


Fantasy

of the dance, day
breaks and waves

be light, this earth
that covers you,

father.


(from Sentences, 1976)


NB: A great man, a great writer, a great philhellene—
A great loss.


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