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THE UNCERTAINTY OF THE POET
I am a poet,
I am very fond of bananas.
I am bananas,
I am very fond of a poet.
I am a poet of bananas.
I am very fond.
A fond poet of 'I am, I am' -
Very bananas.
Fond of Am I bananas?
Am I? - a very poet.
Bananas of a poet!
Am I fond? Am I very?
Poet bananas! I am
I am fond of a 'very'.
I am of very fond bananas.
Am I a poet?
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BANANA POEM
I maintain my brave fantasia of metonymy,
Anapaest, spondee and onomatopoeia,
And feed and vivify my favorite ambition:
A soft fanfare and phantasm of fruit -
Maybe an aroma of papaya, an avocado before
One fine sapote, and moonbeams above: an affinity
For a vitamin-heavy panorama of ambrosia.
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EMILY DICKINSON
Higgledy-piggledy
Emily Dickinson
Liked to use dashes
Instead of full stops.
Nowadays, faced with such
Idiosyncrasy,
Critics and editors
Send for the cops.
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I occupy -- I know I do --
Secluded lodgings odd --
I ask myself -- for honesty --
Ingest -- and talk to God --
I didn't -- necessarily --
Dismiss society --
His circles hush'd -- perhaps we can
Defy -- finality --
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A NURSERY RHYME
as it might have been written by T.S. Eliot
Because time will not run backwards
Because time
Because time will not run
Hickory dickory
In the last minute of the first hour
I saw the mouse ascend the ancient timepiece,
Claws whispering like wind in dry hyacinths.
One o'clock,
The street lamp said,
'Remark the mouse that races towards the carpet.'
And the unstilled wheel still turning
Hickory
dickory
Hickory
dickory
dock
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A NURSERY RHYME
as it might have been written by e.e. cummings
)choi
cest
r
ry
rye [pocket]bread smea(red
w
wi
wit
with
stic(
ky
honeY)for
miladi, tooth
less
there at the manywhiskered
desk with imperial treasure
to
countcountcountcountcount it
Mister
Monarch
and
the shrilly chir
ping(that or siL
ence)
k
ck
ack
lack
black
)birds
those tweN(
ty-four suchlikewise delicious dainty-taloned
baked
in a pie
ie
e
(while their laundress can't smell)
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KINDNESS TO ANIMALS
If I went vegetarian
And didn't eat lambs for dinner,
I think I'd be a better person
And also thinner.
But the lamb is not endangered
And at least I can truthfully say
I have never, ever eaten a barn owl,
So perhaps I'm OK.
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MEAT DENIER
I shan't eat spaniel salad,
And lashings of tasty flea.
I've never bitten a red setter,
Not even when one bit me.
No feline hash, no rat dessert,
No panda, terrier and chipmunk.
I'll admit to nibbling an aardvark,
But boy, was I drunk.
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