[N.B. This poem is a reaction to Mark Twain's notion that '[w]ar talk by men who have been in a war is always interesting; whereas moon talk by a poet who has not been in the moon is likely to be ...... more »
A crutch wedged in a thankful pit,
Close-gripped with a knurled fist
- Suspension bridge of pure grit -
Each reached plank, a pearled day.... more »
Squirm in your seat and grind your teeth,
Rub your hands and set your jaw
Right when it takes you.... more »
Our lives, our souls – they're
Actually down here,
hard-returned.... more »
Life is rich with such variety.
Makes me itch with much anxiety
For liberal action.... more »
Language is water
To be poured
From any vessel,... more »
It starts with heart and vision,
Crisp voice of concision.
Such plain and precise demands:... more »
[N.B. This poem is a reaction to Mark Twain's notion that '[w]ar talk by men who have been in a war is always interesting; whereas moon talk by a poet who has not been in the moon is likely to be dull.' (source: Bartlett’s Book of Quotations, p.623 §16) .]
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He might not wear his hat, but soon,
Mark Twain will survey your town,
Plumb your head and call you 'Clown.'
He'll bark 'Who're you to muse on the moon? ',
Chew his wet cigar and choose to frown.
He'll choose to frown for sure.
Half his ...