Monthly Archives: April 2004

W.M.D.

wealthy men decide worldwide military dependency whitehouse motives dubious war means death without meaningful direction wholesale media duplicity wanton mercenary demonstrations willful misinformation dissemination wrongful misuse doctrine winner molded demographics warped mission definition wholly moronic defense whitewashed mind denial well … Continue reading

Posted in Poems, Statements | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

America, I know your secret

America, I know your secret: there is no deep intellectual struggle fermenting in your collective mind — that’s for the coasts to sort out amongst themselves, with their isolationist disdain for solidarity, thinking that beyond the Holland Tunnel, above the … Continue reading

Posted in Poems, Statements | Tagged , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Another Thought on Ginsberg

From Barry Miles’ biography of Ginsberg (link under current.reading), page 488: Eorsi [Hungarian poet Istvan Eorsi] pointed out that, unlike Mayakovsky [Vladimir Mayakovsky, Georgian poet, see * below], who had to live with the revolution that he prophesied and helped … Continue reading

Posted in Statements | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

New Orleans: Imagine It Educated

Their America is seventy-percent against them, but they do not know, these kids in New Orleans their ebony faces eager or sullen or lost in some other world lugging heavy booksacks on their narrow shoulders facing teachers tired of trying … Continue reading

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment

Staggering Fact of the Day

It is estimated that when Allen Ginsberg died, besides the manuscripts (both his own and those he schlepped around for friends), miscellaneous papers and other drafts for publication, he had over 60,000 pieces of correspondence, representing every letter he had … Continue reading

Posted in Conversations | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

Outside the Morphology of Poetics

For about two years, I have immersed myself in the classic forms of Poetry, forcing myself when I write to use common stanza forms with their dictates of rhyme and meter. I felt this was a necessary exercise to “formalize” … Continue reading

Posted in Conversations | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment

While Reading of Ginsberg’s Life

To wake while reading William Blake to taste of life in dreamlike doses flexing the sinews of the mind in the fight against some status quo that lumbers, like a Clydesdale pair to drag a dying culture’s broken-wheeled cart along … Continue reading

Posted in Poems | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment