Category: The New Verse Movement
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The time for poets Has passed. The time for words Is gone I have decided. Soul & mind As all the machines Take over As heart & guts are Fucked over by Commercials, jingles Liars, assholes & Trite hallmark cards That’s it I give up I’m finished I’m done I lost the fight And…
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The Moon By Jack Kerouac The moon her magic be, big sad face Of infinity An illuminated clay ball Manifesting many gentlemanly remarks She kicks a star, clouds foregather In Scimitar shape, to round her Cradle out, upsidedown any old time You can also let the moon fool you With imaginary orange-balls Of blazing imaginary…
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Why Is Contemporary American Poetry So Good? By Seth Abramson {NB: Below is my response, as a poet, to an article published earlier today in the Washington Post entitled “Why Is Modern Poetry So Bad?”, which itself was a response to an article published online last week, in the July 2013 issue of Harper’s, entitled…
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“see, heroes never die. John Wayne isn’t dead, Elvis isn’t dead. Otherwise you don’t have a hero. You can’t kill a hero. That’s why I never let him get older.” ~ Mickey Spillane
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“The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which means never losing your enthusiasm.” ~ Huxley
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Such words, poetry rare Exulting reality Into voice Expression Into being Being into form. From out of ashes Out of seasons Years time and reason And from out of every man Woman born Conceived. All truths shadows And all loves Destructions and voices Perceived Complete and thus returning Like Angels Like Gods Again to tell…
