ever been kidnapped by a poet
if i were a poet
i'd kidnap you
put you in my phrases and meter
you to jones beach
or maybe coney island
or maybe just to my house
lyric you in lilacs
dash you in the rain
blend into the beach
to complement my sea
play the lyre for you
ode you with my love song
anything to win you
wrap you in the red black green
show you off to mama
yeah if i were a poet i'd kidnap you
Sylvie Guillem and Russell Maliphant in 'Push'
Next Post: Song for a Spring Sunday Morning, to be published on Sunday 3rd May, 10:00am (GMT)
25 comments:
You always make me happy to come to your blog, amigo. I wish I could be kidnapped for longer than a visit here. In response, here's a poem about kidnapped poems by my favorite irreverent poet.
To The Whore Who Took My Poems by Charles Bukowski
some say we should keep personal remorse from the
poem,
stay abstract, and there is some reason in this,
but jezus;
twelve poems gone and I don't keep carbons and you have
my
paintings too, my best ones; its stifling:
are you trying to crush me out like the rest of them?
why didn't you take my money? they usually do
from the sleeping drunken pants sick in the corner.
next time take my left arm or a fifty
but not my poems:
I'm not Shakespeare
but sometime simply
there won't be any more, abstract or otherwise;
there'll always be mony and whores and drunkards
down to the last bomb,
but as God said,
crossing his legs,
I see where I have made plenty of poets
but not so very much
poetry.
Love the give and take, so sensual. Thanks for sharing something new to me.
Oh I absolutely LOVE this and the image is PERFECT!
Someone here seems to be in a light-hearted mood. I wonder if it might be CiL?
Brooding, serious, mystical, dark, obscure and how many other adjectives from the night are most often associated with poetry, at least with the poetry I generally encounter?
Light, fanciful, romantic, concise and happy should be the tone of poetry, at least when spring arrives.
Good choice, man.
Gabby, man, you killed me with that one! That's my type of poetry, definitely.
Fram, you're 100% right, mate.
Many thanks to you all for your kind comments.
Greetings from London.
Plase do kidnap me as well! It has been a first time, here. I liked it, and I will be back.
Greetings from Abeche,
Kacoer
A lovely poem. Charming in an off-beat sort of way. I loved every syllable of it.
The news of our new Poet Laureate came a day too late, didn't they!!
This is a lovely and very positive poem, perfect for a warm spring day. Thanks!
Terrific poem! ..an abduction from the seraglio of Jones Beach? Love it!!!
The dancers, real beauty.
I just thought I would tell you a secret. Everytime I come here I read this to get encouraged:
'Look well to this day for it is life, the very best of life. In its brief course lie all the realities and truths of existence, the joy of growth, the splendour of action, the glory of power.'
From your profile.
Love Renee xoxo
I kidnap people all the time and paint them - I suppose you can do that with prose too! Your photos are absolutely sophisticated!
Bravo...and Sylvie Guillem is definitely the sylphide to kidnap...
and i quite like the Bukowski above counterpoint!
have a great week end dear Cuban!
ps: you'd want to be in Granada next week. the city is hosting the Hay literature festival for its second time...such a joy
Kidnap me, kidnap me:)
What a nice way to end April's Poetry Month. This poem is light and fanciful,yes, but such a love poem to the core. And, I just LOVE love poems!
And, you chose such a poetic image to go with it.
Greetings from New York, and Happy May.
~Nancy
I. Adore. This. Poem.
I might just have to take it back to WM with me. I'm slipping it into my handbag right now.
Many thanks to you all for your kind comments.
Greetings from London.
What a wonderful poem! I love 'lyric you in lilacs'! (I agree with what Fram says about spring poems.) Happy Spring!
Hola Cubano! Buenísimo el poema! Me encanta ese estilo...
Many thanks to you both for your kind comments.
Greetings from London.
brother cuban, te acuerdas de esta cancion de SR,
"si un funcionario y un poeta, amaran la misma mujer... quE nueva implicaciOn tendrIa? la gloria astuta que padecen... al fin dOnde se posarIa la victoria, el amor...?"
what a great photo.
i don't think i'd come across that poem by giovanni, but she's definitely a writer whose work i appreciate. i mean..it's kinda hard not to with a piece like "ego trippin."
GA, que cruel eres :-)!
Fly, you're so right! Nikki writes from the heart and that's why I love her poetry so much.
Greetings from London.
Oh, I've not read this poem before. I love it! And the dance image too.
Thanks JaPRA. Much appreciated.
Greetings from London.
So beautiful. Really beautiful.
...to complement my sea.....
Love Renee xoxo
Many thanks, Renee.
Greetings from London.
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