I flash a smile like a knife in the sun.
Apr. 24th, 2005 09:10 amMy friend Mike was gracious enough to bring me some much desired beer in the form of some New Glarus Spotted Cow. (Yes, I realize the irony of living in Wisconsin and drinking cow beer.) Apparently I forgot to drink a glass of water or three before I went to sleep last night and now I'm nursing the shadow of a hangover. Not a real hangover, but a sort of disincorporated phantom mist of a hangover. I think a large glass of water and some breakfast will cure my momentary woes.
Channeling glass like a four poster fence,
I dispense wisdom from a holster attached to my bed.
Listen closely for the sound of the immanent-
An ode to the washed-up, poetic miscreants.
They decay under the sheets, a thick black mulch-
Returning from the dead, in the morning a corpse
Has become a king or philosopher's dream,
Rebirthed and reborn; honey, mead, milk & creme.
I apparently had a poem locked up in my head and it just fell out. I loooove it when that happens. I've been told by many people that my poetry is good, but natural artistic tendency tells me that my work is crap. What kind of poetry gets published these days? For the most part, I ignore modern poetry unless someone shoves it under my nose. Hell, I ignore most older poetry too unless someone shoves it under my nose, yet for some reason I write quite a bit. Maybe I should think about publishing.
Channeling glass like a four poster fence,
I dispense wisdom from a holster attached to my bed.
Listen closely for the sound of the immanent-
An ode to the washed-up, poetic miscreants.
They decay under the sheets, a thick black mulch-
Returning from the dead, in the morning a corpse
Has become a king or philosopher's dream,
Rebirthed and reborn; honey, mead, milk & creme.
I apparently had a poem locked up in my head and it just fell out. I loooove it when that happens. I've been told by many people that my poetry is good, but natural artistic tendency tells me that my work is crap. What kind of poetry gets published these days? For the most part, I ignore modern poetry unless someone shoves it under my nose. Hell, I ignore most older poetry too unless someone shoves it under my nose, yet for some reason I write quite a bit. Maybe I should think about publishing.
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Date: 2005-04-24 02:59 pm (UTC)I liked this poem quite a bit, by the way. I'm really liking the current run the best out of all I've read of yours.
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Date: 2005-04-24 06:35 pm (UTC)As far as old poetry goes, I almost always hate my last generation of poems once the new generation comes out. I'm unhappy with a lot of my older poems, even ones posted in this Journal, because I can see how they're a step below my new work, which is of course, much better. My poems from a few years ago or more.. ACK! Keep that garbage in the garbage!
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Date: 2005-04-24 05:11 pm (UTC):-)
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Date: 2005-04-24 05:17 pm (UTC)