 love is a mangy dog life is like a mangy dog sleeping in a hollow log with hardly room to scratch or sneeze his only company the fleas that without even saying please feast upon his mortal flesh yes, life is quite a sorry mesh a web of futile desperations solitudes and dissipations and as the flame of life grows slim and dreams of glory fade and dim the dog rolls over on his side with nothing left to hope or hide and hears on high the sudden scratch of a hunter's cigarette-lighting match and through the mist a waning moon murmurs, it will be over soon bad beatnik bongo poem hitler had a mustache jesus had a beard kerouac played the bongos man the scene was weird! gabriel had a message mary had a child ginsberg wore a turtleneck man the scene was wild! einstein had a number truman had a bomb burroughs wore a homburg with suavity and aplomb i'm sorry but this poem hasn't got much point ike swung at a golf ball corso smoked a joint |
Saturday, March 13, 2010
2 poems
by horace p sternwall
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Rhoda, as you are the only one I know who has any of Sternwall's books (all of them unconscionably out-of-print), I only hope that you will continue to delight us with these occasional samples of his work, at least until that long-rumored Library of America edition of his complete works comes out.
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timmy had another head
who could see through the wall
this one talked about the heart
and taught you to fly as you fall
it was as transparent as the wind
his name ironically was sternwall
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the first one just haunted me... fabulous analogy... sad but grand...
the part about hearing 'the sudden scratch of a hunter's cigarette-lighting match'... brought tears to my eyes...
the second one was full of points to ponder on... provided that you would not be smoking joint...
:)
religion and politics... religion and politics...
ahhh... this twin!
this post is the first things i'm reading this morning...
you made my day, timmy... thanks!
hb,
glad you liked these ... i have so many heads now, what is one more?
i love all of them... though i just talk with some of them...
and i know they all have just one great beautiful soul...
:)
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