Writer's Cramp

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We used to edit each other's screenplays
On Park Avenue beneath satin sheets,
Writing sitcoms of slapstick comedies
While disquietude hatched like a maggot
Such as when Saul who oversaw stoning
Turned from Stephen intending to silence
The incessant buzz he heard in his ear.

It came to pass in the masked tragedies
Of sticks and stones from our daily affairs
We no longer called each other dearest;
Hope against hope, I sought my Damascus
But all I wrote was a roadhouse poem

In which my lines finally broke
Down whose last word at least was done.

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Esperanza_HidalgoEsperanza_Hidalgoabout 13 years ago
And...

another thing,

Hope against hope, I sought my Damascus

But all I wrote was a roadhouse poem

Not sure I understand. Is finding Damascus a cathartic thing? Meaning through the writing you wish fulfillment, and all you get is crap?

UnderYourSpellUnderYourSpellabout 13 years ago
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I think having each line start with a capital letter made me pause in the wrong places, so I had to read it through again as if there weren't there and then enjoyed it immensely.

BTW why is your voting turned off?

PoetGuyPoetGuyabout 13 years ago
Poet Guy likes this

but he's not sure he quite follows everything the author is trying to say with this poem. It is a good enough poem that he keeps reading it, though, so perhaps he'll sometime get all the meaning in it. The Saul and Stephen allusion is quite interesting and used well.

AngelineAngelineabout 13 years ago
This is excellent

and I believe it's a sonnet turned on its ear, no rhyme but the form's otherwise intact, yes? Too much going on in your modicum of words to comment on but I love the double meanings--could Saul and Stephen be Bellow and King as well as biblical characters, for example? Please submit this to a poetry journal: it deserves a wider audience.

LiarLiarabout 13 years ago
Indeed

That's an epic writer's cramp right there. Sounds like it wasn't the only thing cramping. "the masked tragedies of sticks and stones" is a spiffy phrase. Wish I'd thought of it.

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