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Fall fell: so that's it for the leaf poetry:
some flurries have whitened the edges of roads
and lawns: time for that, the snow stuff: &
turkeys and old St. Nick: where am I going to
find something to write about I haven't already
written away: I will have to stop short, look
down, look up, look close, think, think, think:
but in what range should I think: should I
figure colors and outlines, given forms, say
mailboxes, or should I try to plumb what is
behind what and what behind that, deep down
where the surface has lost its semblance: or
should I think personally, such as, this week
seems to have been crafted in hell: what: is
something going on: something besides this
diddledeediddle everyday matter-of-fact: I
could draw up an ancient memory which would
wipe this whole presence away: or I could fill
out my dreams with high syntheses turned into
concrete visionary forms: Lucre could lust
for Luster: bad angels could roar out of perdition
and kill the AIDS vaccine not quite
perfected yet: the gods could get down on
each other; the big gods could fly in from
nebulae unknown: but I'm only me: I have 4
interests--money, poetry, sex, death: I guess
I can jostle those. . . .
Archie Randolph Ammons
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Read poems about / on: poetry, concrete, lust, money, memory, snow, lost, death, time, angel, dream
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Lamont Palmer
(1/2/2009 1:16:00 PM) |
I am startled to see how his interests matched my own interests; a very human poem. Sobering to see yourself in the eye of a man who has already met his maker. I hope Archie found his answers, as I hope I will too someday. -LP
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Michael Vinning
(1/19/2007 1:56:00 AM) |
I absolutely loved this poem! Writers block at its best and worst! i especially love the last pairing, then the powerful last line; as he searches and suggests possibilities; what on earth or beyond shall he write about this winter? Then the power and the simplicity- - - - I'll Write What I know! and what I know is money, poetry, sex, and death! ! !
Awesome!
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