by seannelson
like the first two stanzas, including
"as time consumes
dead branches of our lives"
"The pine-needles of yester-year
age to stenciled pen-knives"
then the poem changes tone and construct with expressions that are hard to understand such as " myopic senility" myopic=nearsighted senility
"anarchists and orthodontists
all fall into middle-life crisis:" picks it up again .
Drug induced poetry has its merits (strange constucts w/ oxymorons and images of reverse perspective i.e. ant phds) but might be better if revisited and edited when the purple haze has diminished and sunlit clarity makes its way through smoke and ash..
If you get outside of yourself and add some of your exotic experiences and those of the people you met along the way we would be grateful. Introspection has its place but it gets boring but that is why they called it the "me" generation......
yes, better the bomb: &
Yes, what honor is hemlock
drunk alone? &
After all:
who are we kidding?
We're all Horatios here:
geological kiddlings
most luckily kindling
for the next passing star
loved it
insincere pseudo-scientific conversation, eh?
but if that is my only beef, and it strangely seems to fit
and I'm pissed I almost missed it.