THE AMATEUR, THE PHILOSOPHER, AND THE CRITIC
Laocoon: his screams are terrifying in Virgil’s poem; the sculptor’s single moment only sighs. All are welcome here at Scarriet: The amateur, full of common sense, and curiosity, and feelings… The...
View ArticleEVERY STEP IS PLANNED
When the wings falter, And landscape is no longer scanned, When we forget to fly, Every step is planned. When the flight fails, And we are forced to land, We dance with our heavy bodies. Every step is...
View ArticleTHE GENIUS
The genius is the only one Who can love themselves and hate people. The genius understands every motive And the origin of every motive. The genius can be smilingly alone In a room full of laughing...
View ArticleWE’RE ALL GOING BLIND
We’re all going blind. If only we could see better, We wouldn’t be ashamed of our mind. What is going on in the workshop? We’re all going blind. We think with the sun’s thoughts After the sun has gone...
View ArticleDREAMS, FALSE GODS, FAKE THEORIES, AND THE SENSUS COMMUNIS
In the beginning of J.D. McClatchy’s introduction to his book of essays, Poets on Painters, the poet and anthologist quotes Pound, and before he does so, McClatchy provides a quotation—an introduction...
View ArticleSALLY
“Sally forth, my friends” –old saying Sally only smokes in boats. Sally gives up on wet afternoons. Sally tries hard all winter. Sally wants what bears want. Sally goes slowly through stores. Sally...
View ArticleTHE TWO TRADITIONS
Thomas Eliot: He won! There will always be two traditions. With the greatest philosophical rigor we claim this to be true, and by the simplest possible mathematical reasoning, it is. The Tradition...
View ArticleBECAUSE I CRY TOO MUCH, I CRY
Because I am strangely attracted to love, Not as attempts by whim or fancy, But purely tender as the eternal dove: The light of the other the light by which I see, You may note me smiling as if in...
View Article21 REASONS FOR 21 REASONS
21. Because this reason goes along with the other reasons. 20. You know very well why. 19. Okay, maybe this one doesn’t fit. 18. After #19, this had to be good. 17. This one makes you think a little,...
View ArticleIF YOU WAIT (ANOTHER NEW SCARRIET POEM)
Can too much loving make us weep? When we get more loving than we can keep? I will be there, soon, love, I will be there, soon. Great love means great worry. Great fear means great hurry. I will be...
View ArticleIS GAY SMARTER THAN STRAIGHT?
Poet Edward Field, 89 years old, and the most entertaining guest in Our Deep Gossip. Really stupid people, we say, cannot grasp any sort of complexity. But then there’s another kind of smart, good, or...
View ArticleSHE ONCE EXISTED AND SHE WILL EXIST
She once existed, and she will exist, As a scent from trees, as a twilight mist, But here I look at her mouth, just kissed By so many kisses, kisses to replace The first kisses that kissed her face—...
View ArticleWORLD PREMIERE WILLIAM KULIK POEM!!
THE WONDER OF SCIENCE “How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you was?” -Satchel Paige So far it’s been a...
View ArticleTHE MOVIE IS ABOUT YOU, THE POEM IS ABOUT SOMEBODY ELSE
The movie is about you, the poem is about somebody else. Lessing says paintings furnish bodies in space, Poetry actions in time; the interesting, talking face Is neither a painting nor a poem; it’s...
View ArticleLEAN IN
Wonderful job, Sheryl Sandberg. But we have some more advice… The new feminism is pragmatic and career-oriented. “Having it all” is out. Setting realistic, community-oriented goals is in. No gender...
View ArticleTHE ONE HUNDRED GREATEST HIPPIE SONGS OF ALL TIME
If Mick Jagger’s hair had been shorter, the whole face of the earth would have changed. When we mentioned to the poet Marcus Bales we were putting this list together, he immediately assumed a...
View ArticleEVERYTHING LOVING CAN FIT INTO A CARTOON
Everything loving can fit into a cartoon, The history of love is contained by the moon: A lover’s mind is a cave, bathed in moonlight, The eye not seeing, but feeling the stare of its eyesight, As the...
View ArticleYOU ALREADY KNOW (NEW SCARRIET POEM)
How is it going? How should it go? There’s something I want to tell you, But you already know. How can I say it In a new sort of way That makes a difference Among the things I say? I hope you want to...
View ArticleNEW SCARRIET POEM: THERE WAS ENOUGH
There was enough in these words, There was enough in this face, Enough danger surrounding This safe and secret place To make his lips on hers A pleasure inside a pleasure, A life within a life No...
View ArticleWHY LOVE SHOULD NOT BE
Because I belong to myself, not you. Galleries of paintings on love only prove Painters should have had something better to do. They preach in their paint that love’s elusive, And most of the time...
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