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STIRRING
UP THE BOTTOM
We have started a poetry revival in historic Shockoe bottom and
shall continue to stir it here on the
World Wide Web.
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September 2010
What a Poet Wants
(Things our quiet dreaming
brings)
Poets visit us
with questions
Harder to put in words than
Turn into answers, heavy terms
Dealing enigma and sermon,
(aside) Seeking fans or a literary page.
We dare to center on new ages of life
Where one must go beyond what
Listeners need or want, alone and
Vaguely understood, a poet can
Parley what we didn’t know we knew
Into sights along some ‘new world view’.
We know what listeners think,
For example, the young kid who
Reads to his knees, ample visions
Focused on his lap, no spinal tap?
(aside) If only he would breathe.
Perhaps, he really cares, composing
Poetic printouts on a school computer,
Something for his tutor and a grade,
But in his mind, hoping beyond hope,
All due deference to his dues unpaid
Ignorant in fact, poetry won’t get you laid.
For example, an old man, probably
spends his life in one room watching
Cow-boy video, hoping to teach his
Old horse a new trick. Yes I know...
(aside) You think this poem is sick.
But, there’s a man in the prime of life
Wasting time on mini vans, too much
Time on his hands? We hear what you
Think when we stand here before you,
Delivering new words with relative ease,
Relieving old aches we write to relieve.
Time out, is that hyperbole I hear?
I feel it mostly in my ear, a torrent pouring
Through a gash, is the ship of fools sinking or
Exploring a recent hot flash? Yes, I’m cruel.
(aside) The opportunity is all we ask –
A chance to address the chafing in our pants,
Even if we drone on about some adventure
In a former life, a symbol of how we blew it,
Opening the case of a shiny new saxophone.
Sometimes we glimpse the irretrievable
Bordering lost worlds of the UN-believable.
I want what any sentient poet would
A place to gather, read and propose,
Lament endangered amendments, sting or
Gesture with streaming images the
(aside) Things our quiet dreaming brings …
That not everyone can do, opening doors
To show the world a scene so seldom seen,
Trembling to hear a sound so rarely heard,
Inventing grammar for themes worth singing,
Removing the veil from the loneliest art,
Words once reserved only for the heart.
End of part I
(Look for part II & III Oct. -
Nov.)
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