Saturday, November 01, 2008

poultry III






We have too much exhibitionism
and not enough voyeurism
in poetry we have plenty of bass

and not enough treble, more amber
beer than the frat boys can drink but

less red wine than meets the lip

in this beaker of the best Bordeaux,

too much thesis, too little antithesis

and way too much New York Times

in poetry we've had too much isolationism

and too few foreign entanglements

we need more Baudelaire on the quai

d'Anjou more olive trees and umbrella pines

fewer leafless branches on the rue Auguste Comte

too much sociology not enough Garcia Lorca

more colons and dashes fewer commas

less love based on narrow self-interest

more lust based on a feast of kisses

too many novels too few poems

too many poets not enough poetry.






April 19
by David Lehman





Crisis: oportunidad.

Tengo el vacío interno con una sed de belleza tremenda. Agotada y estresada; perdida, desanimada; confundida y asustada como estoy busco en cada palabra, en cada nota, en cada momento al motor que me impulse un poco mas.



1 comment:

conedulcorante said...

cuando se rompe la estructura
descubrìs de què estàs hecho


vale la pena