Biography of Lawrence Beck
My advice to anyone reading one of my poems: read it so quickly as you can the first time through. Since I write in a rush, my melody will become most evident if you read in a rush.
I have a web site, www.lawrencebeck.net, which contains more of my recent poems than the 50 I leave up here. I refresh this site every other month.
Alas, I must add this: if you write to me asking me to read your poems, I may, but I will not comment on them. I am very sick of numbers hogs who troll through a day's list of contributing poets, and ask each one to read his or her poem. If you write well, someone may notice and comment. If you browbeat people into reading your poetry, the comments you receive are worth nothing.
Lawrence Beck's Works:
- I Took Too Long to Choose a Metaphor
- Fool's Gold
- Still Yours
- Do Not Expose to Direct Sunlight
- The Algebra of Love
- Clothes Make the Man, and I Don't Have t...
- Two-bit Romanticism
- Can't Cuddle Now
- Never Much of a Casanova
- Cherry County, Nebraska
- She May Wonder
- On Being Civilized
This may be why Moses had to climb the mountain,
Why Muhammad had to live inside a cave. No doubt,
I am a lesser man, but I, too, know the emptiness,
And ache to find something to fill it. Stricken on my
Way to Denver, drained of hope ahead of yet another
'Crucial interview, ' I froze outside of Ogallala, had to
Stop. I found a room, and, three days now, I've driven
Out into these rolling, treeless hills, and stared at them,
A two-bit prophet, wondering (as those others did?)