Caution – Live Thought.

November 25, 2008 at 6:23 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 14 Comments
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Reasserting the primacy of rhythm like
some monkey in a tree, not so much a screamin’
jay hawkins way but more a Sumedhian garden
complete with statuary
Keith Jarrett style.

not some strange code created
to prove he is smarter than i
don’t write poems about poetry they say
to witch he replies every poem
is about poetry, just as bees define
flowers by colour in a dance,
some synethesiastic metaphor an
image conjured with more than words,
which resonates,
it’s not hard, he says putting his glass
down on the piano and leaning into me smelling of
vanilla and cigar smoke and hissing, here she comes,
play,

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