Saturday, December 20, 2008

Cleaving pessoa



Against Boredom

“Tedium is boredom
with other worlds”
—Fernando Pessoa,
The Book of Disquiet

Prose—bores me
discursiveness—depresses me
I need some surprise—some ad lib
in each & every—Line, my dear

maybe not—every Line
but at least—two out of three
call it what you want—call it maybe
magic realism—LangPo surrealism

many vast all-knowing—intelligentsia
have written about it—tres scholarly
madam perloff—bernstein & silliman
susan howe—in the Beinecke Library

tiptoeing thru—postmodern tulips
stein’s cubist roses—along with all
those red wheelbarrows—kitschy jars
in tacky tennessee—quotidian woods

poetry bores me—without spontaneity
busy miss cage—motherly mac low
the I chiNg—and weird permutations
doing miss pound—with pisa dice

most of POMO poetry—tres de rigueur
but what I need—is poetry flash
a little surprise—now & then
to add some life—to my soirees

horizontal—clickity-clack Lines
choo-choo cha-cha—train tracks
but also vertical—veridical is nice
adding a little spice—oriental express

Vertical surprise stanza #1

Prose discursiveness—
I need some surprise—
in each & every maybe
not but at least—call it
what you want—magic
realism many vast all-
knowing—have written
about it—madam perloff
susan howe tiptoeing
thru—stein’s cubist roses—
those red wheelbarrows—
in tacky tennessee—
poetry bores me—
busy miss cage—the
I chiNg—doing miss
pound—most of
POMO poetry—
but what I need—
a little surprise—
to add some life—
horizontal—
choo-choo
cha-cha—but
also vertical—
adding a
little spice…

Vertical surprise stanza #2

Prose bores me—
depresses me—
some ad lib—Line,
my dear—every
Line— two out
of three—
call it maybe—
LangPo
surrealism—
intelligentsia—
tres scholarly—
bernstein & silliman—
in the Beinecke
Library—
postmodern
tulips—along
with all—kitschy
jars—quotidian
woods—without
spontaneity—
and weird
permutations—
with pisa dice—
tres de rigueur—
is poetry flash—
now & then—
to my soirees—
clickity-clack
Lines—train
tracks—
veridical
is nice—
oriental
express…


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