Thursday, May 21, 2009

MEA CULPA, but fuck it ! No!

And I'm thnking
there's too many shit poets
on the pages of today
soon to be yesterday
like all those other intermediate freaks
and I'm thinking
there's poetry under
every stone unturned
pulsing to the beat
of a different drum
and I'm tired of phonetics poetics
tired of the pose, legs crossed ,book at the ready,
head in the hedonism
the barrage of the bard ,economy lost in ego,
cock sure of themselves-
misses the point entirely .
Only self doubt blossoms in reality
literary hyperbole weaks on end of yet another loved song
of the siren of the self.

21 comments:

The Weaver of Grass said...

Thanks for visiting my blog again! You have not been lately and I have missed you! The trouble is your comment is absolutely right - but not sure I can totally comprehend it - put it down to my advanced age! I love your poem but find (advanced age again?) I cannot concentrate on it because of the music!!! What is wrong with silence (answers in easy language please?

Heather said...

Poetry is like any other art form - you have to wade through the rubbish to get to the best bits. Keep writing the good stuff and it will find it's own way to the top. Thankyou for leaving such a lovely comment on my blog and ten out of ten for maths - I should get a long service medal should't I? My other two daughters each have a good sense of humour but are not quite as barmy as MAB or Weevil. As for their big brother - well he's worse than them all put together - or better, depending on your point of view.
One thing gardening has taught me - patience. If the slugs and bugs eat it this year, you just have to wait until next. Enjoy your honeysuckle.

Totalfeckineejit said...

Hello weaver,thanks for dropping by. I'm always enjoying your wonderful blog, but don't always leave a comment.And Yes silence is golden, mrs EEjit is always berating me for the boom on me blog.Away from blogland the castle here is a haven of monastic hush.i hate noise but I do love music.I'm even trying to listen (is that the right word?) to stockhausen thanks to your son!

Totalfeckineejit said...

Thanks Heather that is the first 'ten out of ten' I have ever had for maths.Your son must be a case altogether if he is better/worse than weevil and MAB put together.Gardening is horific, plants seem to either commit suicide instantly or despite desperate and constant cajoling and molly-coddling take an eternity to grow a centimetre, then wither to nothing when someone looks at them in the wrong manner.
Perversely the things you don't want to grow, seem to be on steroids and reach for the sky overnight.They are also immune to any kind of physical or verbal attack upon them.Would it not be easier just to call weeds flowers and vice versa and relax?

Quincy Lehr said...

I think Charles Bukowski might want his shtick back on this one...

Totalfeckineejit said...

Hello Quincy, welcome to my humble ablog.See I'm so ignorant I don't even know when I'm being insulted or complimented. Either way tell charlie boy if he wants to get his shtick back he'll have to ring the doorbell and ask nicely.Also people in glass houses shouldn't throw shtones.

John Hayes said...

Hey TFE:

Love it-- especially "head in the hedonism/the barrage of the bard"; I couldn't tell if Quincy was on your side or not, but seriously (more or less) I think it's only kinda marginally like C. Bukowski.

Jeanne Iris said...

Thanks for your comment on my blog about Hans Zimmer's latest musical score from the film, Angels and Demons. That violin solo stirs me. J

TFE, you have been blessed with a unique genius, and when you attend to those nuances that you perceive as vital, your vision becomes reality.

I showed Stockhausen.to my class. Each student interpreted the music differently. Amazing how on pepple reaches the other side of the pond, huh?

There's a man at the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens who will go to someone's home, and examine the weed population. Then, he proceeds to explain which weeds from the homeowner's 'crop' are edible. He says most weeds are, but they need cultivation.

wv: lupplar: that individual with which one awakens after an evening of heavy drinking

Dominic Rivron said...

Good point. People think it's all about ego. It's all about dodging round/seeing through ego.

Rachel Fox said...

I like this...especially the stone bit.
x

Poetikat said...

Well, you know me, I like this sort of semi-invective poem. (Ha! Don't know where I pulled that one out from and yet when I looked it up --and make no mistake, I HAD to look it up, it made sense!)

As "jack-shit" to you, so "Cock-sure" to me, TFE!

This Bukowski thing is interesting, since coincidentally, I was once told by a short-story writing instructor in university that I was a bit like Bukowski without the foul mouth. Wouldn't he just be proud today(?) (the instructor, NOT Charles).

Oh, and "phonetics poetics" --grrreat!

Kat

Totalfeckineejit said...

Thanks John, it just came out in one eruption like vomit and I didn't know what to do with it so I blogged it.

Totalfeckineejit said...

You're welcome Jeanne.One of the great things about blogging is that you can see the things other people are interested in,particularly stuff I've never heard of before- like stochausen. Dominic drops him into the blogpond and the ripples pulse to me ,to you, to your students. Cool.
Hey a weed farm! Great idea Jeanne.Never again would farmers have to worry about poor weather, plague, or pestilence.Apparently Dandelions are edible and our garden grows them overnight.Now if only they were as expensive as white truffles- €46,000 per kilo!

Totalfeckineejit said...

Hi Dominic,see how you're spreading the word on Stockhausen?
And ego, yes , best left out and yet.....

Totalfeckineejit said...

Thanks for saying so, Rachel, and welcome to my humble ablog :)

Totalfeckineejit said...

Thanks Kat,like I say it just came out in one go coz I was in a bad mood.Like getting poison out of your system and then your left with the aftermath and what do you do?I wrote it but I didn't think about it so it's news to me so I blogs it to see what other people make of it,so thanks for letting me know.And yes, the Bukowski thing is interesting both in that you were favourably compared to him and me somewhat unfavourably.So we've(almost) got something in common there!

Jeanne Iris said...

Hey TFE, I have a recipe for dandelion wine. Now, I'm thinking... Guinness bubble tea and dandelion wine.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Can sympathise over the Stockhausen - I had to listen to it for years before he left home! My ears have never recovered!!

Totalfeckineejit said...

Guinness tea and dandelion wine? Yip Jeanne, I'll have a pint o that!

neetzy said...

Oooh. I was directed here by way of Poetikat. Like your poetry dude. You have that gift of gab.

Totalfeckineejit said...

Hey Neetzywelcome to my humble ablog and thanks-nice of you to say so :)