Jerome Rothenberg Poems
|1.||A Paradise of Poets||7/29/2015|
|2.||I Am the President of Regulation||11/26/2015|
|3.||A Poem for the Cruel Majority||5/6/2016|
|4.||Der Gilgul (The Possessed)||5/6/2016|
|6.||I Fail As a Celibate||5/6/2016|
|7.||Blake's Babes: A Prophecy||5/6/2016|
|8.||45 I Give Up My Identity||5/6/2016|
|9.||Lorca Variation 34 A Book of Hours||5/6/2016|
|10.||The Lorca Variations (I) "Lorca's Spain: A Homage"||5/6/2016|
|11.||The Lorca Variations (XXVIII) "For Turtles"||5/6/2016|
|12.||Autobiography 1997 The First One Hundred||5/6/2016|
|13.||That Dada Strain||5/6/2016|
|14.||The Lorca Variations (Xxviii) &Quot;For Turtles&Quot;||1/20/2015|
|15.||The Chicago Poem||2/18/2015|
|16.||The Case For Memory||1/20/2003|
|17.||I Will Not Save the World||5/6/2016|
Comments about Jerome Rothenberg
I Will Not Save the World
I like to cross
these borders. They take place
between the dead & dead.
I make my mind up
to be honest
only I fail to meet
I will not save the world.
The power in my blood
runs through my shoe.
I have never known fatigue
but know it now. I whistle
& the dog sits still
Nobody else is resting
or in love.
The taste of death is in my mouth.
I suck it like an arm
until it breaks me.
It is the fate of animals
the small lives left behind.
The children in the woods
run by ...
A Paradise of Poets
He takes a book down from his shelf & scribbles across a
page of text: I am the final one. This means the world will
end when he does.
In the Inferno, Dante conceives a Paradise of Poets & calls
Foolishly he thinks his place is elsewhere.
Now the time has come to write a poem about a Paradise of Poets.