A buffoon was sent
To patch up relationships
On a belated apologetic
Mission.
He arrived toting along
A Don Quixote
Look alike clown
Crooner
To crone France a tune
Sounding more like a cat
In heat
Walking a razor’s edge
Upon a fence.
What an embracement
To this great nation
Of Ours
“What’s next?”
Somebody screwed up, but you were watching and properly scolded the fools in your poem.
Sometimes we have to put ourselves in other people's shoes. That can be very hard when we've never, ever been close to those shoes to even know what they look like.
The singer not wanting to mention his name, looked like he didn't want to be there, looked embarrassed didn't even want to look up....... just plainly looked out of place
In the Whirlwind is a poetic storm that frees history from the cages of corruption and puts it in the hands of everyday people. Words are weaved into a new fashion statement that has nothing to do with runways but everything to do with projects!
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
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Sometimes we have to put ourselves in other people's shoes. That can be very hard when we've never, ever been close to those shoes to even know what they look like.
Ron
hug
Kathy
Love ya!
Jane