kind of doing the Ferlinghetti thing

[theirishsea]

Thunder
Speaks its poems directly to the ear
No fear booming loud, obtrusive
Knocking dinner conversations off the table
Picking up beauty with a napkin
Flashing that lightning smile
Broccoli saying “cheese”
And tasting so good
Like air to a pair of full-sailing lungs
Oh, the storms of poetry in the summer
The black clouds on the face
The pounding and Elioting
When the cantos aren’t in indecipherable Chinese
Or Oxford tanned and desiccated leather
But spit-polished with that easy shoeshine St. Louis rhythm
And even more like San Francisco puffed up beats
The voice of Ferlinghetti on tape
Or Ginsberg howling in more words than mynah birds can wolve
In their taunting little mimetic voices
Oh, the thunder of poetry blooming in the flower of trumpets
And saxes
And tingling guitar strings
And the ba-boom of points drummed up
From the surreal twisting of desire and protest
Into something like Turkish taffy

[saw]

this poem is really sumptuous
it speaks to me of that revolutionary aspect of poetry that comes
when the mind isn't tethered by convention
I love the stream of consciousness flow
and it's hard to pick a favorite line, but
I was very fond of, "But spit-polished with that easy shoeshine St.Louis rhythm"
and I like the references to the volatility of the weather
and it's similarity to aspects of poetry
well done danno

[mtmynd]

Thunder
Speaks its poems directly to the ear

Or Ginsberg howling in more words than mynah birds can wolve
In their taunting little mimetic voices
Oh, the thunder of poetry blooming in the flower of trumpets
And saxes
And tingling guitar strings
And the ba-boom of points drummed up
From the surreal twisting of desire and protest
Into something like Turkish taffy

This entire piece, TIS, t'is a mighty and fool-proof flow in the know
an journey of one at a time following the singular song set a'glow...

I only picked one of many lines that whispered loudly in my nubbed ears...

Cheers and Salud to this SoC

[mnaz]

It seems to go nowhere and everywhere at the same time! and I being a creature of limited cells don't really pretend to understand WAR, but I'm sure there's a good reason for it in every case; it's being studied closer now they tell me.

But that's crazy. Poetry was never meant to be Political; in fact Political may have ruined its name by trying to get into Poetry and Vice Versa. Two different worlds on the same dirt.

[mtmynd]

Poetry was never meant to be Political; in fact Political may have ruined its name by trying to get into Poetry and Vice Versa. Two different worlds on the same dirt.

Are you sure of this..???

LIFE was never meant to be politics... but is.
Corporations weren't meant to be political... but is.
War was never meant to be political... but is.

Politics covers all humanity does.
Poetry covers all humanity does.
Religions cover all humanity does.

etc.... etc.... blah, blah, balah...

[mnaz]

It was always Levi's (sorry, Marc's) most challenging board-- and toward the end also his most hated, I'm guessing. Poetry AND politics. What are they doing lumped together!?! I remember 'Zozo (or one of his hundred other usernames) mentioning this too, tired of all the carping about Bush...

But I kinda got off topic here. It was probably that "twisting of desire and protest" line ...