They write poetry as if there is a reality out there
as if the words exist that can explain everything
they write poetry as if the world had not ended
45 minutes ago, as if the sun had not gone out
as if the next discovery in quantum physics
will not bring it back from the void particle
they write poetry as if there is a park bench
where old philosophers sit and speak in jaded tongues
about the good bad old days when language was still
and you could linger over every paradigm and pearl
of wisdom, they still write poetry about events
in history, as if it still matters shit to a tree
they still write poetry as if somebody will read it
in the New Yorker, or will still pick up a copy of Howl
as if Lorca is still walking the streets of New York
with his devil fork and he still dreams of gypsy fire
they write poetry as if a university degree still matters
and when they become a professor, people will read them
because it is still fashionable to read professor poets
they write poetry don't you know, because they read the classics
and educated people still sit in cafes and discuss the merits
of Keats and Shelley, and sometimes they even teach Rimbaud
in special class rooms where the students can run wild
and attempt to understand the surrealists when they spoke
like Picasso painted, they still write poetry in the gutters
and rant about Dylan Thomas in the beer halls, and Pound
on Pound keys, they are still buying Kerouac on Amazon
even though the world ended 45 minutes ago on the road
to nowhere, they still stay up all night and have visions of Blake
and then get on the bus the next day and look at the dead sun
outside the drug stained window at the city going by in reality heroin
and listen to the endless conversations of the people who matter little
they still write poetry
Re: they still write poetry
humans keep trying, despite the conditions, but at some point art and language are replaced by the frantic march for food and water....here at S8 we still have a computer that works...so enjoy it as long as you can...live for today only....plans for the future are a waste of time
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
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Re: they still write poetry
just like the Beats, living in the moment
because in the final one, what else do you really have.
because in the final one, what else do you really have.
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