I like the imagery of the first three lines, andrew
it's funny this obsession with 'the thing' in english language poetry - i
suppose it really harks back to the imagists and pound and american versions
of pragmatism, funny because you can never hold a 'thing' in a poem anyhow,
'reality', whatever that might be, usually a form of landlord with demands
and attendant threats, is always going to be 'out there', never in the
unsteady kingdom of 'in here'.
I guess it's an american form of pragmatism: the english version a la larkin
etc leaves people imitating victorian paintings and faking furniture
everywhere, so real you feel you can sit on it. Just try , oopsa! A kind of
poetry that states defiantly to the universe: I am substantial and have
guests to dinner so there - you can''t touch me. That terrible ghostly
feeling is just envious.
best
dave
On 7 September 2011 06:01, andrew burke <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> after the pure journey began
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> and had to be hosed down and jacketed
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> in the three ring circle of the mind
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> whips cracking thighs pleading
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> lip syncing to *‘the thing *
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> *whether subjective or objective’*
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> the character of it all
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> as built by
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> the characters in it all
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> Andrew
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