Thursday, September 20, 2007

One of My Daily Poems

So ashamed, been neglecting the Blog, also discovering
comments I never responded to -- will try to do better
(tied up with lots of obligations to lotsa different
writing projects).

I still keep up about 5 or 6 poem exchanges with various
friends. Here's a recent 10-minute poem from my
back 'n forth with Jordan Rome:


Madmen rage, crazed fanatics
promised virgins in heaven
handshakes from a killer god
who loves beards, they know,
and cowed women.

Arrogant clergy preach holy suicide
to cultists dreaming of fried Americans
their sick murder-hearts
bloody the house of our lives
screaming righteousness
as the dogs of endless war
leap from their foaming lips.

Yet someday, some say,
some long, long years away,
the very word "war"
as found on aging paper
may need footnote explanation
for the children.

"You see, dear ones,
once humans tore at each other,
mindlessly, to the death,
& no one now
knows why."

4 Comments:

At September 21, 2007 at 5:36 AM , Blogger Robert Link said...

Good to see ya back in the saddle, bloggishly speaking. Your avid readers no doubt understand the many pulls on your time, and I, for one, have expressed the occasional complaint about the generally dissipating nature of having so very many channels of communication to follow.

Enjoyed the poem too.

 
At September 26, 2007 at 2:27 AM , Blogger Sheng Peng said...

I like "fried Americans"... makes me hungry, mmm. Hope to see you blog more!

 
At September 27, 2007 at 2:36 PM , Blogger Marty said...

Yes, we do check in from time to time, hoping for a poem sublime. Thanks, Barry.

 
At September 28, 2007 at 10:23 AM , Blogger Robert Link said...

Marty,

Actually, I'd be happy for a ridiculous one as well. Or even just a bread-and-butter note from the Prof. ;)

 

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