Re: Modern Poetry


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Posted by red on December 06, 1998 at 23:18:21:
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In Reply to: Modern Poetry posted by Ernest on December 01, 1998 at 08:54:15:

: Modern Poetry

: when language
: wearing its formal dress,
: well-spoken
: at its station in high society,
: disobeys the laws of exposition,
: Love may creep
: like a fiend
: into the camphor-scented rooms
: of finely-crafted sentences,
: strangle the sleeping baby
: and fill its bag
: with moon and stars.

And there, under that
moon and stars of yours
it be, layed out,
dried skin staked
to the desert page,
the Strangler - a clumsy meeting
inevitable, the unutterable
spilt ink over fine white linen;
as that a dead tree might speak.


:)

red.



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