MY LIPS HAVE BEEN WHERE HER LIPS WERE
My lips have been where her lips were Because I sipped her tea, But if my lips would touch her lips, Lips with lips intentionally, Oh! I would die like radar blips Descending the dark cold sea. Her...
View ArticleNOT EVERYONE IS BEAUTIFUL
Not everyone is beautiful Because beauty has less to share Than confusion, pity, deformity, Fear, and the heaviness of what is simply sitting there. Not everyone is beautiful And this is beauty’s...
View ArticleTHE FIRST SUN
The first sun will not look like the last: Nothing seems new—except as we look back at the past. Bright the sky, bright trying to look through the blue Radiance—the radiance of a sun burning, and all...
View ArticleSPORTS AND POETRY: HOW CAN WE MAKE POETRY POPULAR AGAIN?
Can a public for poetry be revived by competition? What is competition, and why do so many feel that it violates the spirit of aesthetics, literature and art? Prizes for literature and art are...
View ArticleSAUSSURE TAKES ON JUNG IN LAST MODERN BRACKET ROUND ONE CONTEST
Carl Jung: antidote to Freud? SAUSSURE: Every means of expression used in society is based, in principle, on collective behavior or—what amounts to the same thing—on convention. Polite formulas, for...
View ArticleNORTHROP FRYE VERSUS ROLAND BARTHES IN FINAL FIRST ROUND ACTION!
Barthes: the tenacious theoreticalism of the French is always good for a little hilarity FRYE: Physics is an organized body of knowledge about nature, and a student of it says that he is learning...
View ArticleMISANTHROPE’S DELIGHT: A TOP TWENTY FIVE
25. Suddenly realizing someone is incredibly stupid. 24. Rolling your eyes when they are not looking. 23. Rolling your eyes when they are. 22. Finding out someone’s taste in film and music is really...
View ArticleTHE 2014 MARCH MADNESS FIRST ROUND WINNERS!
CLASSICAL Painter, Carpenter, God (3 beds) PLATO def. HUME Tragedy is a complete action ARISTOTLE def. SAMUEL JOHNSON In every work regard the writer’s end POPE def. HORACE Novelty bestows charms on a...
View ArticleRAPE JOKE BY PATRICIA LOCKWOOD: A RESPONSE
RAPE JOKE II The rape joke is that I could never have seen it coming. The rape joke is that I was 7 years old. The rape joke is that there wasn’t a wine cooler in sight. I was a boy alone with a...
View ArticleIN THE MORNING–SONG
Cargo pants, I’ll take you to the dance, And we’ll have fun In the morning, in the morning Take my hand In the military band And we’ll have fun In the morning, in the morning I am free. No one needs...
View ArticleTHE CLASSICAL PHILOSOPHERS DESIRE THE SWEET 16!
Plato of The Republic matches up in Round Two with Philip Sidney, poet and author of “A Defense of Poetry,” who died fighting for Queen Elizabeth against Catholic Spain. Plato was the greatest...
View ArticlePOET
Poet! Ungrateful child! Lover of beauty for its own sake! Did you expect the moon, your mother, To give and give, and never take? To always be a light for you? In this day, where there is no poetry,...
View ArticlePAINTERS AND ARTISTS NEED TO SHUT UP
We hate the heartbreak and pain and ugliness of actual madness. Are we hypocrites to celebrate it in art? Scarriet is a “Poetry & Culture” site, but we are highly indebted to art and painting, the...
View ArticleSINCE THE WOMAN IS SUPERIOR SHE SAYS NO
Since the woman is superior, she says no; Because she is the jewel To have, she makes The man, sad, come and go. Since the man is inferior, he says yes; Because she is the jewel To have, she makes The...
View ArticleNOTHING MUCH HAPPENS HERE (New Scarriet poem)
Nothing much happens here after four. Five will show up, in his usual place, always looking suspiciously ready to make a disclaimer regarding his appearance, but we’re used to that. Five becomes quiet...
View ArticleBADASS, FUNNY, BUT ALAS, NOT CRITIC-PROOF
David Kirby: Makes a good salary. Doesn’t go to Olive Garden. Philip Sidney, back in the 16th century, defended poetry against the charge that poetry is nothing but a pack of damn lies rather...
View ArticleROMANTIC BRACKET MAKES FOR THE SWEET 16
Marx versus Wordsworth Marx and Wordsworth both hungered for simplicity; a certain nostalgia characterizes the madly ambitious intellect of the modern world. Life was anything but simple for Marx and...
View ArticleFAME: IS IT REALLY HOLLOW?
Fame is not anything like we expect. Fame is an ‘outside’ experience which has no correlation with our ‘inside’ experience—with ourselves, with who we are. This is why fame so often leads to...
View ArticleTHE PRICELESS FUTURE–FOURTH OF JULY POEM
Call it the love that it is: Body of flesh pointing to the future, Venus of reproduction, a daughter Not down here for poetry or dance Or the lesbian alternative. Sexy prophecy of now, More lovely...
View ArticleI’M THE ONE WHO DOES ALL THE WORK
My novels are long, ten times longer than yours, My intricate poems take years to write; I assembled my wardrobe with more effort than you can imagine, The colors that match and the expensive material...
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