“The Gift Given ..."
Rise royal James! read my poem--
the blood-sucking professors have left the stage
to us, The solid Dutch Burghers
who took my tuition fee for this,
my poem, “The Gift Given and Rejected”
withdrew, and now are eating
wienerwurst and drinking beer,
eating cheese and passing gas;
know nothings! of my art
that we, sophisticates,
on the British-poets, know.
Henry James, you and I--
never intelligent critical justice
done to our work! Graduate school
critics shitting out their mouth,
lapping at the north end
of their little darling poets
facing south.
Andre Gide rejected Swan’s Way thirteen times;
Joyce went blind promoting Ulysses,
Dubliners lay abject for a decade
for a few minor glitches--
The stupid cock-sucking sons-a-bitches.
Don Taylor
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