I’ve become quite serious about hunting for poetry online. When asking around, many people say they find poetry boring. However, poetry is incredibly popular—in pop music, in rap music, Neutral Milk Hotel, Hamilton. (See Parklife, for instance.)
I also feel like sharing of short text fragments on Twitter and in text messages has made poetry possibly relevant again. I have a lot of work to do in this section, but I hope that it will be enormous.
Everything Nina Simone wrote just cuts right to the human that’s under our fucking layers of shellac. (If you like this, I think you’ll also like the first song off Tank & The Bangas’ set on Tiny Desk Concerts. It’s those root lyrics like: I’ve got a mouth and You are like a loop.)
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter—bitter,” he answered;
“But I like it
“Because it is bitter,
“And because it is my heart.”
— Stephen Crane, 1895
Wild livers, yes, the neighbors of the lungs, people sleep on livers, I prefer mines in brown gravy, drenched, over a bed of white rice.
More of these @Decadent_Dayne.
I can’t explain it, but I want to make a little LEGO scene of this poetry reading. It’s like fashion and sexuality make us into archetypes.
The poetry written by a 24-year-old Chinese tech laborer during the few years before his suicide. I find these compelling and it is interesting to think of this poetry disseminated by the devices assembled by these workers. (See also: this doc of poems translated to English and Spanish.)
Chunky shrapnel. I am vomit vomiting.
This whole blog is very interesting to me. It is mostly links and essays. But some things are not comprehensible—in a good way.
with an Apple Macintosh
you can’t run Radio Shack programs
in its disc drive.
nor can a Commodore 64
drive read a file
you have created on an
IBM Personal Computer.
both Kaypro and Osborne computers use
the CP/M operating system
but can’t read each other’s
for they format (write
on) discs in different
the Tandy 2000 runs MS-DOS but
can’t use most programs produced for
the IBM Personal Computer
bits and bytes are
but the wind still blows over
and in the Spring
the turkey buzzard struts and
flounces before his
— Charles Bukowski
I would also love to hear Kanye’s poem about McDonald’s read in “slam” style.