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− | '''Poet's Dilemma & Imperative''' 11/08/2012 | + | '''Poet's Dilemma & Imperative''' 11/08/2012<Br> |
+ | ["A poem is the unpaid labor of the intellect,<Br> | ||
+ | the fonds perdu, practice with a sandbag:<Br> | ||
+ | one-sided, inconsequential, and without partners."<Br> | ||
+ | - Gottfried Benn]<Br> | ||
+ | ["anyway all artists feel 'other'. | ||
+ | There's not an artist on God's green earth | ||
+ | who feels 'emotionally speaking,' | ||
+ | that he or she has been invited to the prom." | ||
+ | - Hilton Als] | ||
+ | |||
+ | The writing | ||
+ | That we put | ||
+ | Upon the paper | ||
+ | Silently screams | ||
+ | Its sibilants and plosives; | ||
+ | Yet meaninglessly meanders | ||
+ | Across the surface | ||
+ | Of many a mind. | ||
+ | ~ | ||
+ | Too long, too short, | ||
+ | Too nerdish, | ||
+ | Too simple, | ||
+ | Too out there. | ||
+ | No rhythm, no rhyme, | ||
+ | Out of fashion, | ||
+ | Too trendy, | ||
+ | "Who ya think you are?" | ||
+ | ~ | ||
+ | A man like any other | ||
+ | More or less. | ||
+ | Like Shylock and not. | ||
+ | A Jeffersonian bundle | ||
+ | Of contradictions, | ||
+ | Both plain spoken and | ||
+ | A dealer in allusions. | ||
+ | ~ | ||
+ | Day in, day out, | ||
+ | A streambed dry | ||
+ | Till a flash flood | ||
+ | Of words burn | ||
+ | In my brain, | ||
+ | "Write us or lose us, | ||
+ | We need to be said. | ||
+ | No one else can | ||
+ | The same way." | ||
+ | |||
+ | - Gerald Alan Ney | ||
+ | ========== | ||
[[Task & Purpose]] | [[Task & Purpose]] |
Revision as of 21:13, 23 October 2018
Poet's Dilemma & Imperative 11/08/2012
["A poem is the unpaid labor of the intellect,
the fonds perdu, practice with a sandbag:
one-sided, inconsequential, and without partners."
- Gottfried Benn]
["anyway all artists feel 'other'. There's not an artist on God's green earth who feels 'emotionally speaking,' that he or she has been invited to the prom."
- Hilton Als]
The writing That we put Upon the paper Silently screams Its sibilants and plosives; Yet meaninglessly meanders Across the surface Of many a mind. ~ Too long, too short, Too nerdish, Too simple, Too out there. No rhythm, no rhyme, Out of fashion, Too trendy, "Who ya think you are?" ~ A man like any other More or less. Like Shylock and not. A Jeffersonian bundle Of contradictions, Both plain spoken and A dealer in allusions. ~ Day in, day out, A streambed dry Till a flash flood Of words burn In my brain, "Write us or lose us, We need to be said. No one else can The same way."
- Gerald Alan Ney