Sunday, September 30, 2012
THREE fromTHE OLD POET SAYS
“Sometimes it's late
when we find
what we want,
which makes it
all the more
sweet, sweet, sweet.”
*
“Whether
you're talking
Pumps or
Life or
Poetry,
always leave
enough for
priming.”
*
“It's just about
the end when
you shuffle your
pages and look
at the clock.”
Saturday, September 29, 2012
THREE fromTHE OLD POET SAYS
“Believe
or do not
believe,
but don't
tell me
what is
truth.”
*
“Ha, Crow,
Cowboy,
Biker Dude,
I, too, ride
the rain."
*
“Birds
climb their sky.
I'm stuck here
with words.”
Friday, September 28, 2012
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Monday, September 24, 2012
Sunday, September 23, 2012
THREE fromTHE OLD POET SAYS
“What you put in,
what you leave out,
what the poem is
made of is these.”
*
“Mark it down
and move on.
Poetry is not
like drinking tea.”
*
“Burn, Tyger,
ere the light
fail thee.”
Saturday, September 22, 2012
THREE fromTHE OLD POET SAYS
“Cowboy
riding in the rain -
poet,
take your poems
where you find them.”
*
“I'm not going
to tell you how
it is, only
how I perceive it
to be – that's
the nature of this
business.”
*
“Not knowing
can be ignorance
or the beginning
of wisdom, all
depending on how
you play it.”
Friday, September 21, 2012
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Monday, September 17, 2012
Sunday, September 16, 2012
THREE fromTHE OLD POET SAYS
“We lay out
sounds
in the air
and think
we share
meaning.
That's like
saying
ghosts are people
still.”
*
“What language
problem are you
trying to solve,”
they asked.
“None,” he said.
“Language itself
is the problem.”
*
“Up-
side
down.
Right
side
up.
How you
look is
what you
see.”
Saturday, September 15, 2012
THREE fromTHE OLD POET SAYS
“I'd say something
of beauty, but
you'd misunderstand
my intentions.”
*
No, I don't
write these poems
on purpose,
but I do
set myself up
to write
something.”
*
“It's not that
I want them -
the day just
keeps
unloading
on me.”
Friday, September 14, 2012
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Monday, September 10, 2012
Sunday, September 09, 2012
THREE fromTHE OLD POET SAYS
“The Notion of
Movement
in the Poetry
of Tom Montag” -
now that would be
something I'd read.
*
“Our poems,
nothing
more than
furry creatures
in their burrows.”
*
“Ask me
what it means.
Go ahead,
ask me
again.”
Saturday, September 08, 2012
THREE fromTHE OLD POET SAYS
“I didn't get up
to write
these things down,
yet here I am,
at your service.”
*
“Hey, mister,
I'd be
in such
a hurry,
too, if I
didn't know
where I
was going.”
*
“Poetry
is not such
a mystery
when you have
the key to
the room where
silence
meets the world.”
Friday, September 07, 2012
Thursday, September 06, 2012
Wednesday, September 05, 2012
LINES FOR SEPTEMBER 5
Noon
surprise -
fox
in the hot
city,
looking for
shade,
a cool
place to
snooze.
Tuesday, September 04, 2012
Monday, September 03, 2012
Sunday, September 02, 2012
THREE fromTHE OLD POET SAYS
“When the world's
singing - what -
you're going to say
that's not music?”
*
“Sometimes you don't
have to be a poet -
you just need to
have a pen.”
*
“Everything
we want is
nothing.”
Saturday, September 01, 2012
THREE fromTHE OLD POET SAYS
“Much of wisdom
is silence.”
*
“Write
when you feel like it
and write
when you don't.
The poems come,
whether you
catch them or not.”
*
“Sometimes
the lines
are formal
and balanced.
Sometimes
they only
sound that way.”
