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Lamont Palmer Male, 52, United States (5/31/2014 7:52:00 PM)


Ask me what part of Arkansas from which this flower sprung.
(A place where corpses took it upon themselves to teach) .
If her strength lies in the dirt of Stamps, it lies
Wildly, from an unpredictable birth, to a roguish
Breeze moving over a place of awful hurts.
It wasn't the mystery, but the resilience of the move
That taught Jim Beam and Jim Crow to coexist,
That showed how night madness can free a soul.

And in between the times of stalwart trees, growing in size
To produce just enough inviting shade,
I will recall the effervescence of some blues-tinged music,
Some dirge, turned into fantastic resolve to steady
Itself, not letting that sadness undermine miracles.
Lovers were put in their proper places; the rich,
The poor, the baffled ones unable to duly understand
How the stage leads to pulpits; how Europe leads to Memphis.

Recitation becomes its own furious life,
Shaping the cage and the escaping song,
Roaming to the bowels of nowhere, to
Where everyone has a home, occasionally, in winter.
There, we can smile lovingly in the faces
Of martyrs to make everything all better, even
Bullets that divide us, yesterday and today.
What the word can do amazes the flesh, leaving
The mind to dwell on outhouse beginnings, or mist
Thick enough to hide the sleight of hand of God.

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  • Rookie - 50 Points Alexander Rizzo (6/1/2014 3:38:00 PM) Post reply
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    one thing I can say about carter - he's always fair-minded when he likes something. its all about the poetry with him. carter pretty much echoed my sentiments on palmer's poem. with some cutting, a very nice poem; not maudlin or preachy like a lot of tribute poems. I wouldn't even call it 'tribute poem' really but more like an examination. my advice on the last stanza can be taken or ignored. no biggie. the poem is fine like it is. I mean, hell, the wasteland could be cut too; convex mirror could be cut, etc, etc.

  • Rookie - 592 Points Jefferson Carter (6/1/2014 11:31:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    Lamont, one of your better efforts. It slips off into ugly Lamontisms (the bowels of nowhere, bullets that divide us) but for the most part retains its dignity and avoids the sappiness inherent in the subject matter. There are enough capable lines here that if you did some serious pruning, you'd end with up with a nice poem.

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  • Rookie - 774 Points Lamont Palmer (5/31/2014 11:47:00 PM) Post reply

    Thanks Rizzo. Ignore the morons here. If I listened to 'people' like them, I'd never have published a single poem. Its nice that you got to see Maya in person. -LP

  • Rookie - 50 Points Alexander Rizzo (5/31/2014 10:19:00 PM) Post reply

    dude, lob off that last stanza which to me doesn't seem to fit. there's your poem, first and second stanzas. it flows. just sayin. nice tribute and no sap.

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