Saturday, December 22, 2012
Kind of a bah humbug poem for December 22, but at least at the end I do restrain myself.
TONGUEBITE
Youth wasted
on the young.
Metamorophosis wasted on
bugs. Exquisite sensitivity and cognition...
I don't want to say it.
Labels: mordant observations, my own poems
Thursday, August 05, 2010
corollaries from heck
"Always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you" wrote William Blake in the Proverbs of Hell section of The Marriage of Heaven and Hell. These days, very many people, some of whom are not necessarily all that base, will avoid the person who has that readiness.
Ian Keenan once told me that I was a "classic New Yorker" because often I don't shrink from saying exactly what I think. A lot of good that did me in 80s/90s/00s Manhattan and Queens!
Ian Keenan once told me that I was a "classic New Yorker" because often I don't shrink from saying exactly what I think. A lot of good that did me in 80s/90s/00s Manhattan and Queens!
Labels: Blake, Ian Keenan, mordant observations, New York City
Saturday, September 20, 2008
They Say This Makes a Life
