Monday, August 23, 2021

For Crying Out Loud, Poets, No More Killer Clichés

Holy Moses, pilgrims— 
Can’t you see 
 
No matter how 
Hard we try, 
 
There’s always one more just 
Around the bend, hiding 
 
In the bullrushes, burning 
To cry out 
 
Bloody murder 
In the name 
 
Of all those fellow travelers 
Soon to be 
 
Most foully dispatched. 
 
 
 
 
 

 

Friday, August 20, 2021

Haiku: Ditched

Still you keep saying 
You’re in it for the long haul 
Here by the wayside.

 

Wednesday, August 18, 2021

Incestuous Matter

Maculate 
Monstrous 
 
Issue and what 
To make 
 
Of ancestors who had 
No conception 
 
Of what they were about 
To procreate. 
 
 
 
 

 

Monday, August 9, 2021

Incredulous Braggadocios

Just you wait and see— 
You won’t 
 
Believe your eyes 
And ears what with
 
Such a final blistering 
Salvo, I shall bluster 
 
My way through what’s left 
Of this dull spirit- 
 
Less life—while we’re at it though, 
Think you could 
 
Hold on a minute so I can 
Catch my breath and stay
 
Even with you?
 
 

 

Sunday, August 1, 2021

Archilochos In The Vineyards Of Thasos At Harvest Time

[burgundy stains but]

 

when [ ? ] grapes [blush]

and [   ] [   ] [   ] full-

 

[bodied] half-

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naked Bacchus-

 

[soaked] maidens know

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[no?] shame, may the

 

[manuscript here barely legible]

 

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[goddess] help [me?]

 

[   ] [   ] [   ] [   ] I too

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lust [   ] [   ] [   ] just

 

[evidence of violent shredding]

 

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[the] same

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[series of large gaping holes]

 

OOOOOOOOOOOO

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