The Barbarity Renewed Stanza Each day upon waking the progressive pisses, snarls, reads her New York Times or watches his CNN, renews fury, and ventures into civilization to destroy it. Or sometimes families tune their collective consciousness to NPR and disappear into fog, never to awaken. Each new day barbarity is renewed in anger…
Modern Art: An Exhibition in CriticismModern Art is antique.Modern Art is old.Modern Art is so last century.Modern Art is an oxymoron, neither modern nor art. Modern Art: An Exhibition is Criticism is a book ofinvective,satire,mudslinging,ridicule,and other devices of respectable pedigree. Modern Art: An Exhibition in Criticism isa jokebook,a critique,a history,a biography,a gem of the poet’s…
I do, and I can’t stand it. So, friends,I have composed a book for your amusement, for your understanding, a book to tell the truth on those who lied to you, MODERN ART: A Critique in Rhyme Here, examined: the lives of the knuckle-headed artists, their splattered pictures, crooked statues, bumbled books, collapsing buildings, and…
Here we are at circus, you and me and all the others, facing each and every way in The Age of Absurdity. Rather alike some Swiftian satire, some Aesopian consequence, some Seussian phantasmagoria where all the world is upside down, facing sideways in slow-motion walking backwards into a psychedelic truth. Yet, who can say: This…
You might like to know: my Sun is in Venus, my Scorpio is Ascendant, my Mars is in Pisces, my Venus is in Virgo, my Moon is in Taurus … that art is varied, variable of element, color, form. You might like to know, that Art is the idea made real; that Art is fashioned…
You know, perhaps, the meaning of the word, “poetry”, derives, as does most everything of civil worth, from the Greek, “poesis”, a word descriptive of, “making”. A poem is a thing made, alike a rocking chair, French fries, a statue; a poem is a thing made for a purpose: practical use, sensual joy, humane growth,…
The seasons of our lives, love to birth to death, bring moments of joy, of hope, of loss, occasions by which we learn to be in others, ourselves. These occasions, the courting, the marriage, the birthday, the anniversary, the funeral and that final epitaph each deserve words appropriate to the occasion, suitable to the person. …
LITERATURE Essay 1: Homer, Hesiod, Homeric Hymns Part 4: Homeric Hymns; What We Are * * * IN JOY, in praise we lift our voices to God, all of them; we lift our voices in communion with the life-giving force of the universe; in song we participate, we join in meaning, one with the Divine. …
