Tuesday, May 9, 2017

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I sit at my
dreary desk
not even god
talks to me any more
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Jürgen Rooste
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Daniel Brick 09 May 2017

This is a clever poem of ennui, it's highly ironical. The poet who compressed his thoughts into such a fine form is not the same person as this dour speaker who complains but does nothing, like the tramps in WAITING FOR GODOT.. To define a spiritual impasse as succinctly as this poem does is already a breakthrough! The poem's truth may only be provisional; there are so many more inside of you. We have a great poet in my native state of Minnesota in ROBERT BLY who just turned 90. He told us in readings, A good poem nudges your life forward. That's how you use poetic energy. I feel this poem nudging me forward.

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