Inspired by Craig’s photo and haiku
Absence of song
In dawn’s early golden light
Robins back next Spring
Inspired by Craig’s photo and haiku
Absence of song
In dawn’s early golden light
Robins back next Spring
William Shatner performs Sarah Palin’s resignation poem:
What? Palin was really trying to say in this poem that global warming evidence is best seen right in her own backyard. She can not come out and say it straight, for fear of upsetting her financial and political supporters, so a poem was written to ring the alarm more eloquently and safely.
Palin also seems to be paying homage to the late Luke Cole who died last month in a car accident. Last year he filed the Alaska Kivalina v. ExxonMobile et al case.
Thus, we should thank Palin for her resignation poem. It shows she has finally taken a stand, albeit with thick literary camouflage, for national security through environmental protection.
by George Sterling
Tho the dark be cold and blind,
Yet her sea-fog’s touch is kind,
And her mightier caress
Is joy and the pain thereof;
And great is thy tenderness,
O cool, grey city of love!
Stretched in quotation marks, Times Square flares aortic in the bee-
bronzed dark. Broadcast of vendors & shoulders bustling with cannon
percussion in the retinal ring out of peignoir signage. A harmony
of women swim in the aquarium-fluorescence, unlined linendresses translucent beneath the yellow & claret lights. Compass
of this square fizzied orange soda sadness. Like gold teeth submerged
in a glass of green tea, a scrim between the lenticular & surreal–noble gas
marquees shift in the drizzle from flamingo to bordeaux, convergewith human activity, an arcade for the conspicuously need-to-be-kissed.
But digital billboards of nightgowns won’t hold us up when tenderness
turns to concept & is backswept from view. No more aerialist
tricks to resist, so the conductor retires to the wildernesswhile the city smoke-stiched with bluing alleys writes its own discography
as its lights buzz out a new alphabet, divine a new topography.
