the truli modern poet will
always!!! carry a beeper
///in case/// of poetry emergencies
GLeeMing down the stairs at 3 am
*to insert a radon paradox
(or) delete a rude cauliflower*
(c) Nissa Annakindt, never you mind what year.
A poem from Where the Opium Cactus Grows, which is soon to go out of print. This was written during a phase of my life as a poet in which I did a lot of monkeying around with peculiarities of typesetting and spelling. Some of my poems from this period have to be altered before posting online because they turned out to do weird things to HTML.
This poem was shared at Poets United's Poetry Pantry #127.
A online poetry magazine.
For poets who don't have a MFA from an elite university, aren't beloved of the progressive movement and NPR, and who don't want to write poetry that rants the standard socialist rants....
And for readers that want vivid words and explosive images but maybe don't care for the worldview of some of today's poets...
Magdalena Lamont is here for you.
Published semi-occasionally.
Edited by Nissa Annakindt, poet, Aspie & cat person.
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Poem: advice to the shopworn
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7 comments:
Quite a unique approach!
having a mobile with 'Notes' also helps in such emergencies.and it helps that I don't have annoying pets.
It is fun to mess with style. It is interesting how changes in technology influences how we write.
A PICTURE
The truly modern poet will
make everlasting pictures, still,
if he is able to save corps
the vulture like, keep not decor.
I am sorry, but I don't think what you write is true. A poet is not a fire man. :-)
Thanks for the kind words.
Clever and fun and uniquely modern. I loe the way writing is evolving with technology and ever-changing language usage. This is an excellent example.
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