OH GOD! EVEN POETRY IS WAR?
The muse of epic poetry’s father? Zeus. We commonly think of sports as war by other means, and some even think of love as war, and the beleaguered, the poor, the clinically depressed among us, sadly...
View ArticleHER
Poised between her and her: One who is here and one who is gone. One switched me off and this one switches me on. The one who switched me off was one I loved dearly. The one who switches me on? I see...
View ArticleTO LOVE YOU MORE
You strove to be good. And then you met me. I measure myself by how much I can see. I saw your hands and feet And all your other things. And found them sweet. I heard there is a land where those like...
View ArticleRANKING THE POEMS IN THE 2015 BEST AMERICAN POETRY
Before we rank the 75, we’d like to observe a few things. The 2015 BAP guest editor Sherman Alexie, in his personal, Foetry-influenced, “Sherman Alexie Speaks Out,” overview of his BAP selection...
View ArticleSTUPID AND BLIND
“The void is blind but has a mind.” —old poem This guy doesn’t have much to say. But he’ll listen to you, even if you talk to him all day. Stupid is smart. The beautiful offend the ugly more each...
View ArticleMISTAKES
To live is to be in error all the time. My poems are mistakes Saved only by their rhyme. You shouldn’t think I know what I am saying In these mistakes, which surely are a mistake to write. I write...
View ArticleTHE BEST AMERICAN POETRY 2015: A FURTHER LOOK
A.E. Stallings. Is her poem, “Ajar,” the best rhymed poem in BAP 2015? In our previous notice on BAP 2015, we ranked the poems from 75th to 1st (Scarriet, Sept 20, 1915). Ranking is a proper...
View ArticleLOVE DOES NOT NEED
Love does not need my help; My poems can be quiet now. All that I asked them to do I got through kisses, anyhow. There’s more than enough sky For stars— see? they gather above In layer upon layer;...
View ArticleENTER PICTURE
Enter picture. Exit poetry. Enter flattery. Farewell truth. Enter crowds. Goodbye muse. Enter vanity. Patience, adieu! Ugh. This poem is crap. It was my eye, not I, who fell in love with you....
View ArticleTHIS POEM IS EMBARRASSING ME
“When I get you alone…” –old song Love desires privacy. I understand you less and less The more we are intimate. I see more of you in rumor, Less of you in the eye. Privacy demands more privacy. The...
View ArticleI ALWAYS KNEW
I always knew poetry Was sentimentality Which only the dearest hearts expressed. Philosophy is cold, But not the heart that is distressed. It’s not that poetry sings, Though sentiment is close to...
View ArticleLET’S DO IT AGAIN! ANOTHER SCARRIET HOT 100 POETRY LIST!
Yone Noguchi and Joaquin Miller: How curiously they would gaze on us today! This latest Hot 100 List is mostly comprised of very brief quotes from poems in BAP 2015—now the most collectible volume in...
View ArticleMY DIFFICULT NAME
I have a theory that you will be more difficult If you have a difficult name. When I kissed the two of you, whose names were the same, Whose names were very common, I knew Humility, not difficulty,...
View ArticleTHE JEALOUSY OF THE UGLY
The jealousy of the ugly Forbids you and I. The morality of the ugly Prefers the beautiful die. Beauty belongs to nature. Kurt Cobain— Remember him, with his hurt and pain— Said, “nature is a...
View ArticleHEART OPERATION
When love died, and they removed my heart, I asked them, upon waking, Did you get it all? I loved her, winter, spring, summer, and fall, A memory for every type of love: I see them all. The winter...
View ArticleLET’S REDUCE EVERYTHING TO LOVE
“Einstein For Beginners” will never work. A little information makes you look like a jerk. Do you remember what you were doing When you first heard of light-years? Do you remember what you were doing...
View ArticleWHO WILL BE KIND TO ME?
Kindness is advertised, and I am told, Kindness is better than desperate love, desperate and bold, Or passionate love, inquisitive and sly. William Butler Yeats has said that a kindness will charm...
View ArticleNINETEEN ORIGINAL SCARRIET LOVE EPIGRAMS
1. Love is 90% hygiene. 2. Love was invented by poetry, because poetry can be defined as a potential conversation in the mind and to be attracted to someone in a civilized manner is to imagine what...
View ArticleI CAN NO LONGER HATE AND LOVE
I can no longer hate and love. No more of this casual dating. Loving the one you hate is a prison. There’s a beauty in simply hating. I can no longer hate and love Like Catullus, whose single book...
View ArticleHERE AT LAST
Here at last, I make my confession: I never cared about any of you— I chose poetry as my profession So nobody else could tell me what to do. Restaurants, stadiums, fancy clubs, Expensive cars and...
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