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== A Poem By <u>[[Gerald Alan Ney]]</u> == | |||
'''Poet's Dilemma & Imperative''' 11/08/2012<Br> | |||
(See Also '''[[Task & Purpose]]'''<Br> | |||
and '''[[Caedmon's Choice]]''')<Br><Br> | |||
["''A poem is the unpaid labor of the intellect,''<Br> | |||
''the fonds perdu, practice with a sandbag:''<Br> | |||
''one-sided, inconsequential, and without partners.''"<Br> | |||
::- Gottfried Benn]<Br> | |||
["anyway all artists feel 'other'.<Br> | |||
There's not an artist on God's green earth<Br> | |||
who feels 'emotionally speaking,'<Br> | |||
that he or she has been invited to the prom."<Br> | |||
::- Hilton Als]<Br> | |||
The writing<Br> | |||
That we put<Br> | |||
Upon the paper<Br> | |||
Silently screams<Br> | |||
Its sibilants and plosives;<Br> | |||
Yet meaninglessly meanders<Br> | |||
Across the surface<Br> | |||
Of many a mind.<Br> | |||
~<Br> | |||
Too long, too short,<Br> | |||
Too nerdish,<Br> | |||
Too simple,<Br> | |||
Too out there.<Br> | |||
No rhythm, no rhyme,<Br> | |||
Out of fashion,<Br> | |||
Too trendy,<Br> | |||
"Who ya think you are?"<Br> | |||
~<Br> | |||
A man like any other<Br> | |||
More or less.<Br> | |||
Like Shylock and not.<Br> | |||
A Jeffersonian bundle<Br> | |||
Of contradictions,<Br> | |||
Both plain spoken and<Br> | |||
A dealer in allusions.<Br> | |||
~<Br> | |||
Day in, day out,<Br> | |||
A streambed dry<Br> | |||
Till a flash flood<Br> | |||
Of words burn<Br> | |||
In my brain,<Br> | |||
"Write us or lose us,<Br> | |||
We need to be said.<Br> | |||
No one else can<Br> | |||
The same way."<Br><Br> | |||
:::[[Gerald Alan Ney]] | |||
[[Category:By-Gerald_Alan_Ney]][[Category:Is-Poem]] | |||
Latest revision as of 13:53, 8 December 2019
A Poem By Gerald Alan Ney
Poet's Dilemma & Imperative 11/08/2012
(See Also Task & Purpose
and Caedmon's Choice)
["A poem is the unpaid labor of the intellect,
the fonds perdu, practice with a sandbag:
one-sided, inconsequential, and without partners."
- - Gottfried Benn]
- - Gottfried Benn]
["anyway all artists feel 'other'.
There's not an artist on God's green earth
who feels 'emotionally speaking,'
that he or she has been invited to the prom."
- - Hilton Als]
- - Hilton Als]
The writing
That we put
Upon the paper
Silently screams
Its sibilants and plosives;
Yet meaninglessly meanders
Across the surface
Of many a mind.
~
Too long, too short,
Too nerdish,
Too simple,
Too out there.
No rhythm, no rhyme,
Out of fashion,
Too trendy,
"Who ya think you are?"
~
A man like any other
More or less.
Like Shylock and not.
A Jeffersonian bundle
Of contradictions,
Both plain spoken and
A dealer in allusions.
~
Day in, day out,
A streambed dry
Till a flash flood
Of words burn
In my brain,
"Write us or lose us,
We need to be said.
No one else can
The same way."