The living dead? Number four in a series

Here we have a juicy little number from July of 1997. T'was an excellent year: I discovered the joys of political theory, 'playing it cool', Wilco's Being There, a certain degree of 'swagger' and was turned off the UTas English Department for good.

I also managed to get some poems, and even more prose pieces published here and there. I have chosen, however, yet another 'off the cuff' bit to post, as I think that time has been far kinder to it than the tosh that got in the luvvie journals.

romeo and juliet

now that i love (love!) you and

you love me (lights out

outer than outer

can be)

can’t can’t do any more

(can’t!)

(why cry now i can’t see?) me

and you

happy to be

neither too far

neither to be

Comments

Priyanka Khot said…

I really liked this poem!

Honour us with some recent penwork too!

Happy August!

2 August 2008 at 03:08

Anonymous said…

From rapture to pessimism in one short verse. I am still mightily troubled by the placement of your brackets - what you leave in and what you leave out. This be me not thee. They seem to run counter to the narrative rather than expand it. Clever device that too/to.

English Departments can be a challenge - internecine.

2 August 2008 at 07:09

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