- Non-Erotic Poetry
- A Non-Poem
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a poem- (to phrase it weakly,
as my muse is,
as I, sickly)
may be a bohemian exudation,
a war-like insinuation,
a contemplated, learned elaboration,
or one of other manifestations of the great Orphic call--
but This bombastic shit-
isn't it at all.
This verse-
had it a little courage,
would be a wide-pointing curse,
such as an African elephant sings
in these poaching times...
this dark age of "Scholarship,"
which perhaps was the word I loved best...
it reminded me of comradeship
and reflected some of my better poetentials...
my others being affectionate and childlike, perhaps,
but
(the bad moon hanging over me growing fatter)
it barely matters-
quantumly clings to relevancy:
THIS ISN'T POETRY!
- COMMENTS
KOLKOREalmost 15 years agoBut you tried - and that's what counts! Wait, I'll explain in a minute. <P>
Yes, you demontrated, if not proved (this is of course an impossible task) how defining poetry is doomed to fail; but having said that - no one said one word against trying to do it again and again, each person in his/her own way...<P>
I am reminded of the heroic (if futile) knights who knowingly ventured to die in their efforts to solve impossibly difficult riddles or while fighting fire throwing dragons - all to get the beautiful princess. Tragic they may be, but what beautiful fairy tails have been left telling of their efforts...
