wow, yes these are full of strength as Oak says. That last is very brutal - as is its subject though. The first is very freeing I think. Nice ones all.
this is the moment i got shaken and this feeling will only increase until the end. the intensity goes up in your style as well, until it becomes almost unbearable. as it should be. oh, and the devastating question, in spanish (no, you definitely don't need the 'a').sometimes i feel it is the only question that deserves to be asked...
Wow. The first one made me think at times of the gross anatomy lab down the hall when I was still at school. Not sure till the end that our body was still cycling!
And the second reminds me perfectly of my grandfather. Wetback was such a common term to him that I didn't realize until years and miles later how perjorative it was. Just the way Grandad and his buddies talked.
i really got into this week not least because i'm not really into me being in poems outside of a poetic 'i' (which lead me down all sorts of heideggerian pathways regarding the revelatory nature of poetry!)
so while i won't claim the poetic 'i' in the first two is me, it is about my feelings around the subject.
the first one, for instance, obviously derives from my bike activity but, for me, is more about my response to the body as presented by john coplans.
and the second takes jacques lacan's le non/nom du pere pun and lets me play about with it.
so neither are 'about' me as i see them (and i don't think my dad would be too happy!) but of course i'm swirling about in there in spades.
the last one i wanted to contrast slightly so while it's the one that's probably closest to me given my distance from the subject changing parts into spanish seemed to make sense. and i'll change the 'a'!
there are a couple of more of these but they're not done (work!) so i'll maybe post them in due course.
thanks again for the comments and a really involving challenge!
An involving challenge, an involving read! Would have known you from the first but not the other two.They don't pull any punches! Good poems, the last particularly shocking.
Drifting, drifting...that's the way it looks on the edges of our civilisation. A drifting, a searching, beyond all the known grounds for an other ground.
from Travels in the Drifting Dawn by Kenneth White
As he travels through the great human desert, this man, this lonely figure endowed with active imagination, has, you may be sure, a higher aim, a more general aim, than that of a mere strolling reporter.
Baudelaire
tutto, in natura, ha una essenza lirica, un destino tragico, una esistenza comica.
santayana
the floating elvis had heard the words the floating elvis had looked out for so long it was time to see the world he was not alone
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These are strong poems. Images brisk and words clipped. I'm glad you rode the Poetry Bus for the pleasure of meeting you.
Letting it all hang out... The cyclist one made me laugh, the father one quite the opposite and the last one...
I'm not 100% sure but I don't think you need the 'a' in the Spanish bit. Better try someone a bit more up-to-date than me though.
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Each of these was riveting for different reasons. The father poem is especially compelling.
Oh, and I may know more about your body than I should! ;-)
No standard that could not be doubled. I have to say the father poem shocked me by its ending.
wow, yes these are full of strength as Oak says. That last is very brutal - as is its subject though.
The first is very freeing I think.
Nice ones all.
my goodness, I like the nom du pere one. Very strong, very telling
"not a body to display
but a body open"
this is the moment i got shaken and this feeling will only increase until the end. the intensity goes up in your style as well, until it becomes almost unbearable. as it should be.
oh, and the devastating question, in spanish (no, you definitely don't need the 'a').sometimes i feel it is the only question that deserves to be asked...
Wow.
The first one made me think at times of the gross anatomy lab down the hall when I was still at school. Not sure till the end that our body was still cycling!
And the second reminds me perfectly of my grandfather. Wetback was such a common term to him that I didn't realize until years and miles later how perjorative it was. Just the way Grandad and his buddies talked.
The third,
hard, but thank you for writing it.
excellent! thank you all.
i really got into this week not least because i'm not really into me being in poems outside of a poetic 'i' (which lead me down all sorts of heideggerian pathways regarding the revelatory nature of poetry!)
so while i won't claim the poetic 'i' in the first two is me, it is about my feelings around the subject.
the first one, for instance, obviously derives from my bike activity but, for me, is more about my response to the body as presented by john coplans.
and the second takes jacques lacan's le non/nom du pere pun and lets me play about with it.
so neither are 'about' me as i see them (and i don't think my dad would be too happy!) but of course i'm swirling about in there in spades.
the last one i wanted to contrast slightly so while it's the one that's probably closest to me given my distance from the subject changing parts into spanish seemed to make sense. and i'll change the 'a'!
there are a couple of more of these but they're not done (work!) so i'll maybe post them in due course.
thanks again for the comments and a really involving challenge!
An involving challenge, an involving read! Would have known you from the first but not the other two.They don't pull any punches! Good poems, the last particularly shocking.
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