Postmodern Collage Poetry

A blog about writing collage poetry, post modern poetry, multi lingual poetry

Monday, November 28, 2005

The Winter of Poetic Discontent

Poetry our dear friend
what is happening
as the garbage can lid
is filled with your

I spend allot of time with poets and poetry and also a larger amount of time with people who never read or care about poetry.

I find the poets to be vapid
and empty and the business people
the same except vapid about different things

No one gets killed in the US for writing poems
but maybe if we did the poetry would be less
vapid and less self serving?

Winter of Poetic Discontent

Bruise my head with a meat hammer

Tear off my limbs so I can
understand what
poetry wants