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Poetry is not dead: Number two in a series

Alright y'all, continuing my own take on the promotion of gen-yoo-ine Tasmanian writing, I have another McCracken original poem to share with the world.

I am saving a couple with nice homoerotic undertones that I really do like for the after dark crowd, and today will offer up a pithy little piece about fancying girls from the lazy days of early December, 1998.


time gentlemen please


is it the way that she

belies a ‘no’ of ‘yes’

(surely Audrey herself

interminably is)


rooting out questions

(or answers) perhaps

no more doings of sin

ever the equal of you

Comments

Anonymous said…
An insight into the head of a young man - I struggle with your ideas. Not with your structure: I especially like the twistedness of the yes/no. Not with your imagery: Audrey carries much with it. I was surprised by what I take to be a conclusion: equality of brain. But I would never have thought all those thoughts like that. As I said: the head of a young man. The title is double: closing time, or the end of an era of chauvinism.

I like these. Much appreciated. Next ...
Kris McCracken said…
And I have still survived with dignity intact!