WILDE AND BAUDELAIRE TANGLE FOR THE LAST FINAL FOUR SPOT!
WILDE: All art is immoral. For emotion for the sake of emotion is the aim of art, and emotion for the sake of action is the aim of life, and of that practical organization of life that we call...
View ArticleELEGY: TO _____
“Pity the World” —Shakespeare “Love interprets and conveys messages to the gods from us and to us from the gods, preventing the universe from falling into two separate halves.” —Plato I Take me with...
View ArticleVALERIE MACON!! A SCARRIET EXCLUSIVE
Valerie Macon is the best poet from North Carolina. Let us look at the poems, shall we? (Valerie Macon’s poems are below.) The haughty indignation of the Credentialing Complex speaks well for itself,...
View ArticleIT’S TIME AGAIN FOR…POETRY’S HOT 100!!!!!
1. Valerie Macon—Credentialing 1, Poetry 0 2. Patricia Lockwood—“Rape Joke” first viral-era poem to go viral? 3. Paul Lewis—Poe scholar brings Poe statue to Boston: The Jingle Man Returneth 4....
View ArticleI STILL DO (NEW SCARRIET POEM)
Is that all you have? A selfish soul unable to love? Is that all you’ve got? Indignantly making me into something I’m not? Romance can be made, Like writing a poem or a play: Come sit with me beneath...
View ArticleTHE ONE HUNDRED GREATEST JAZZ VOCAL STANDARDS THAT WORK AS POEMS
When poetry was killed off in the first half of the 20th century by the tendentious artlessness of Modernism, did it go somewhere? Yes. It went into popular music. It went here: Somewhere there’s...
View ArticleTHE BEGINNING OF A POEM IS A SONG
I only had to look at you, I didn’t need to look very long. There isn’t much love has to do. The beginning of a poem is a song. Make a list of things A song must do before it sings If you need to be...
View ArticlePOETRY WITHOUT BEAUTY IS VANITY
The first thing a rapper always does Is tell you he uses all these words because Words are full of shit and it is “ME Who is the power and the glory.“ And the next thing you know he is on Hannity....
View ArticleSEX, SEX, SEX!
We do not intend to annoy our readers in exploiting the topic of sex: this is not a cute attempt to get attention, nor an indulgence in bad taste, or worst, plain lust. Perhaps we could have written,...
View ArticleBEN MAZER READING AT THE GROLIER
Ben Mazer: Neo-Romantic genius. When will he be critic-anointed? The previous evening we had caught Sir Christopher Ricks at Boston University. We enjoyed Ben Mazer reading his poems at the Grolier...
View ArticlePOETRY TOOK MY SONG AWAY
I always loved my song, I always let it play. Then rumination came along. Poetry took my song away. I walked along, singing, I sang because I knew how. Then one day you came along. I watch my song in...
View ArticleNOW BE QUIET
Aduska, who has long hair on her arms, And a face, intricate and fine, Has vindicated the poet in me, But I cannot write a line. I want to love Aduska, To kiss the soul in her face, To kiss sweet...
View ArticleLOVE IS CURIOSITY
We desire to know the truth about love: The plans made below, the nebula above, The intricate windings of our lover’s heart, The way to make it last, the way to make it start, The life and the lust...
View ArticleI SAW YOU LOOK AWAY
Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts! Even as we erotically kiss, We whisper the dear name of someone who we miss. Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts! We kiss the flower and stem, We cry to the root—yet we are...
View ArticleHEY LAO TZU, WHAT THE FUCK IS PHILOSOPHY?
We want to talk about philosophy from a practical standpoint, as a useful way of living, which people personally adopt without being able to talk about it. When it comes to wisdom, there are three...
View ArticlePUBLIC, PRIVATE, PRIVATE, PUBLIC
The famous Thomas Brady of Scarriet in a private moment _______________________________________________________________________________________ Who wouldn’t choose private over public? One would have...
View ArticleTHE ONE I LOVE IS THE ONE WHO DOES NOT MOVE
The one I love is the one who does not move. This lovely statue does not need to walk. Death came and now I know the meaning of love. This face is lovely. What use for it to talk? A long, long time...
View ArticleTHE POEM I CANNOT WRITE
The poem I cannot write Sits on a shelf in the middle of the night, The subject, you, Hidden from every reader’s point of view— Who still may see you by a little light Even as the midnight rainstorm...
View ArticleTHE INTEGRATION OF POETRY AND LIFE
The integration of poetry and life may be the most important question of all. Interesting aspects of life, beautiful, useless glimpses of life—is this poetry? And the rest of it, life, as useful, as...
View ArticlePHILIP NIKOLAYEV AND THE POETRY OF PERSONAL RELIGION
Radical individualism is the only dignity there is. There are only two types of people: the conformist and the non-conformist—the drudge and the peacock—the square and the hip—the cowardly prig and...
View Article