Debating Existentialism, 1976

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KOLKORE
KOLKORE
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Fresh experiments
out of Gilman cafeteria,
the ground floor
is the place of course,
but mostly
under the sun,
on the lawn.

Out of class, out
of the army, happy to be
here, not in the sand, not
debating
Pascal, trying modern
Existentialism, knowing not much
but I am sitting on a red plastic chair,
too many shapely thighs
on the lawn, Beauvoir on my chair, Sartre
to my left bank at Tel-Aviv University.

The thicker the mists I see,
the better I feel, the bitter
the coffee the sweeter
the cakes. I am still on high
octane and still don’t know why
the number of too many
too beautiful women is scandalous
one parent outraged, the other
scared: you study – what???
My head is turning,
a stunning red
to my right, and again
I can’t leave for class
I hear it’s even worse in the Arts,
a jilt crosses me, like laughter,
I am here.

KOLKORE
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Bill DadaBill Dadaover 14 years ago
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Damn this is good. So when are you going to write another one.

WickedEveWickedEveover 15 years ago
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I like the casual conversational feel of this one. Lots of interesting details. Good poem.

KOLKOREKOLKOREover 15 years agoAuthor
Thank you NJ and Hmmnmm

Thank you NJ and Hmmnmm for your feedback. I highly value your opinions, intuitions and judgement. <P>

After the war I took part in (as part of the mandatory sevice in Israel) and for quite some time I was feeling like a walking zombie in the temples of knowledge, supposedly studying Philosophy and literature, whern in fact I was mostly learing to trust that indeed I was alive and not stuck dead in the desert. Sensory, emotiobal and intellectual overload seemed to be my permanent state (that is brfore PTSD was a known household term). But truth to be told -I was not only suffering in The Gilman cafeteria...<P>

I have been taking a long break from visiting the poems' section for all sorts of reasons. I feel quite badly for not paying my dues to all the poets whose poems I have been enjoying while I was a frequent visitor. hopefully I could do it again soon...Cheers!

normal jeannormal jeanover 15 years ago
:)

I always enjoy your take on the why and why not of us all being here. The red chair feels significant, I like significant things in poetry even when I cannot define them. Thank you for sharing another snapshot of your life.

~NJ

AnonymousAnonymousover 15 years ago
Really nice

I don't know how to express why I like this piece. Not that I don't understand what you're talking about. But it just has me nodding, because though I wasn't there, you made me feel I would understand if I was there.

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