Julias Ptarmigan, Swerver

slapdashmonuments

Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?


I coast along without a plan into the foyer where the little rags grow

Into the Toyota's lobby of the small pliant crinkles who gather like dust mites on holiday

.

Past the spoons

With a prescribed purpose I found in the drawer of chests.

Can the healing begin now?

Or is it already too late, Mayor?

I do not think the peach would care; the cat shrug its many shoulders,

Nor is it possible today that the mumps should respond favorably to a bribe

Invective will not avail today

Pity will not provide surcease.

.

And in some small way, don't we all need the perspiration quite as much

As the succor punched our way in supple simplification

As the most recent tormentor reaches down

To swat the head off his loyal fly lord

.

But if none of this will serve,

Then whom am I to trust

With all of these gifts

Grown in secret

Deep in the shadows of my heart?

And who might be worthy of my consent,

This new time, this new opportunity,

This lowest and latest of ventures?

.

I await your answer.

I drift backward sloppily

And count.


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Mighty-Joe Young LOA

Mighty-Joe Young LOA

Oh this was phenomenal. This must be your real poetic voice. William carlos williams meets Henry Miller. I absolutely love it. Wow!!!!!!

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slapdashmonuments

slapdashmonuments

I had just been reviewing TSE's "Prufrock" and so there are a couple of references to that, some specific and some just in the transitions. It was entirely unplanned freewriting; it took as long to write as it does to read.

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Mighty-Joe Young LOA

Mighty-Joe Young LOA

Slappy I didn't mean it like the p word. I meant that poetry is a unique colloquilism, a lingo, and just like anything, if you listen you should be able to hear grandma, grandpa, and even the bus driver comimg through. Well TSE is amazing company for you to keep and i feel a little pride in my ear to have heard his accent, no matter how accidental. You have a great voice keep up the good work

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