What small minds & small hands you have in common.
Like penises. Like bombs.
The need to feel important the need to be the center of everything all things dying long dead and vile as inside like a billionaire’s mind.
Or a dictator’s
God is watching
Your harsh words
The mists from the North
POETRY NIGHT (and Prose) @ Inquiring Minds Bookstore Saturday, August 26, 2017 at 6:30 PM Inquiring Minds Bookstore 68 Partition St., Saugerties, NY Currently Hosted by Brian Dorn FEATURING: R.m. Engelhardt is a veteran poet-writer whose work over the last 20 some years has been published in such journals and magazines as Thunder Sandwich, […]
“In older myths, the dark road leads downward into the Underworld, where Persephone is carried off by Hades, much against her will, while Ishtar descends of her own accord to beat at the gates of Hell. This road of darkness lies to the West, according to Native American myth, and each of us must travel it at some point in our lives. The western road is one of trials, ordeals, disasters and abrupt life changes — yet a road to be honored, nevertheless, as the road on which wisdom is gained. James Hillman, whose theory of ‘archetypal psychology’ draws extensively on Greco–Roman myth, echoes this belief when he argues that darkness is vital at certain periods of life, questioning our modern tendency to equate mental health with happiness. It is in the Underworld, he reminds us, that seeds germinate and prepare for spring. Myths of descent and rebirth connect the soul’s cycles to those of nature.”
What we once had was poetry. Visions and star dust. Translucent. Death to the machine, the grind the walk that we must walk. The everyday pantomime of social media and daily life. I am bored. Asleep in the 21st century. I want monoliths, transcendence and truth. Moments of humanity that don’t come with a price tag or a sale, a selfie or a headline.
What we once had was poetry. Visions and star dust lost behind the veil of pretty pictures and smiles. Goodnight sweet prince goodnight.
(And HELLO to all our FELLOW POETS & POETRY FRIENDS)
We here at the amazing TROY POETRY MISSION would just like to take this small, tiny, even miniscule moment of your time today to say THANK YOU and to tell you how much we truly appreciate your monthly patronage of our DAMN FINE POETRY OPEN MIC held on the LAST WEDNESDAY of each month at our incredibly AWESOME venue O’BRIEN’S PUBLIC HOUSE here in the BEAUTIFUL CITY of TROY, NY at 43 3RD STREET where we feature a featured poet as our monthly feature.
Needless to say we are and have always yes and continuously been THRILLED AND AMAZED yes that is the feeling THRILLED AND AMAZED by the EXCITING DIVERSITY OF POETIC AND SPOKEN WORD TALENT in this area and again would like to THANK ALL OF YOU for your CONTINUED SUPPORT AND PARTICIPATION & your continued consumption of many of O’Brien’s DAMN FINE WHISKEYS and OTHER VARIOUS ALCOHOLIC DRINKS at the bar and for your INCREDIBLE POEMS.
So with that said at this time we would again just like to say THANK YOU and that we look forward to seeing you EACH AND EVERY MONTH at THE TROY POETRY MISSION.