[lit-ideas] Taste of the Poetaster

  • From: "Mike Geary" <atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • To: <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • Date: Sun, 27 Jun 2004 15:06:21 -0500

What the hell do you mean I'm not subtle?  Maybe my not 'being subtle' is an
ultra-subtle way of being subtle.  Think about that.  Appreciate your
comments, but I refuse to take my stuff seriously enough to talk about it.

take care,
Mike





----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Stan Spiegel" <writeforu2@xxxxxxxxxxx>
To: <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
Sent: Sunday, June 27, 2004 2:08 PM
Subject: [lit-ideas] Re: SUNDAY POEM


> Mike -
> Today's pieces sound like Tennesee haiku, if there is something like that.
> If I had my druthers, I'd like to see you develop the first one more
fully.
> The broad brush-strokes you use immediately engage me, my sense of rhythm
> and my ear, but it was too small an hors d'oeuvre to satisfy my appetite.
> (like haiku, I guess. I have a hard time with things that whet my appetite
> but I can only have a teeny bit of. I can't enjoy a tiny sip. I need to
> drink the whole bottle. I could easily be an alcoholic.You're not helping
me
> get drunk.)
>
> The way you start, the picture you draw in "The Tao of Dad" -- everything
> works, but I'm lost when it comes to the significance of your title. I'm
no
> Eastern philosopher so when I looked it up, I found tao refers to the
> universal force that produces harmony in nature. I don't see harmony in
> nature in your picture of your dad like a wind-shaped tree.
>
> Is it unfair of me to ask you to talk about your intentions? Usually
you're
> as subtle as a live firehose or a punch in the nose. Neither your humor
nor
> your diatribes show subtlety. How come here?
> Stan Spiegel
>
> ----- Original Message ----- 
> From: "Mike Geary" <atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
> To: "LIT-IDEAS" <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
> Sent: Sunday, June 27, 2004 1:56 PM
> Subject: [lit-ideas] SUNDAY POEM
>
>
> > THE TAO OF DAD
> >
> >
> > See him?  There on that hill.  Yes,
> > the one just standing there,
> > looking for all the world
> > like a wind-shaped tree,
> > a survivor,
> > while all around him,
> > dust devils, ghost marauders, raid the fields.
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > THE TAO OF DOING
> >
> > Listen.  Is that the sound of stone bending water
> > or of stone-bending water?
> >
> >
> > THE TAO OF DOG
> >
> > A trail of dry paw-prints in dew-darkened dust.
> > Even that, sun erased, left no trace.
> >
> >
> >
> > THE TAO OF DEATH
> >
> > Now he, too, has turned to dust,
> > returned to lusting Earth,
> > both he and the woman who gave me birth
> > returned
> > but I kept their mirth.
> > What use is it to stupid Earth?
> >
> >
> >           --- Mike Geary
> >
> >
> > Mike Geary
> > Memphis
> >
> >
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