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Pastors posting fluff on Facebook
longing to be liked for being hip
read from the dull world’s losing playbook
to sink with their own authorship;
virtue-signalling to the flock
(a milky slice of soggy toast)
while gallivanting ’round the block
and hoping that you’ll like their post.

Trump’s Amerikkka:
Haiku is now act of war
against Fascism ☺

Poetic Approaches

This is my fifth year posting a poem per day during April
for National Poetry Writing Month.

I must qualify my participation; I am bringing forth poems already written but never posted publicly.

Once I believed that creative souls produce their most authentic work in a frenzy of inspiration. This is the modern myth of the Artist as oracle or prophet; a being so special she/he just has to get it out there in one inspired spasm. To alter or to edit the art is to make it less authentic; it is spasmodically delivered in finished form (rather like vomiting or excretion). But as I matured poetically and reconsidered things I moved away from this model. I realized that stream-of-consciousness dribbles, spurts, rants and visionary diatribes make for boring art. A different approach to poetry stresses craftsmanship, structure, and goes against the model of Artist as mystically-inspired Other. It is also message-oriented. I represent this second tendency.

I am not writing one-a-day for April in response to prompts. These are drafts I have been saving for National Poetry Month. I have been reworking, polishing, and finishing these poems for my readers. They have been faithfully and obsessively crafted.

And remember:
When you own the POETRY

the POETRY owns YOU !

Inscrutable: Any Reef & Stall

Apr15

Lovely angles, muscles, motion
roused the pitch of hot devotion.
Banners raised as standards flapped
orders barked, salutes were snapped:
volk emotion.

Olympiads and warrior rallies
Mountain maidens, Rhineland valleys
showed forth her visionary arts.
This Überfrau demands our hearts’
analyses.

Leni filmed it with a flair
made us feel that we were there;
over, under, moving through
a merely mortal flaw: her true
Nazi affair.

Misbegotten Roman signs
intensified her visual lines.
Cinematographic blame
forestalled by Leni’s optic frame;
her vision shines.

She’d tackle any reef and stall
to answer nature’s filmic call
diving deep and wrestling Kau:
light in Sudan’s darkness, how
it can enthrall.

Has history been unkind to her,
this cinematic Lucifer ?
Or is she vindicated
and rightly adulated
as memories blur?

No one dares excuse, nor coddle
propaganda’s super-model.
Yet, the audience must admit
Leni was no hypocrite,
ours to throttle.

Liebfraumilch-maid ? Much depends
upon the angle of her lens
Leni makes the cameras falter,
wondering if film can alter
history’s ends.

HAIKU be all, like:
MINIMALISM baybeee . . .
(kickin’ Snapchat’s ASS)

April Womansplained

Apr15

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POETIC FLUX

Rate/Berate the Pastorate

Pastors posting fluff on Facebook
longing to be liked for being hip
read from the dull world’s losing playbook
to sink with their own authorship;
virtue-signalling to the flock
(a milky slice of soggy toast)
while gallivanting ’round the block
and hoping that you’ll like their post.

Trump’s Amerikkka:
Haiku is now act of war
against Fascism ☺

Poetic Approaches

This is my fifth year posting a poem per day during April
for National Poetry Writing Month.

And remember:
When you own the POETRY

the POETRY owns YOU !

Inscrutable: Any Reef & Stall

HAIKU be all, like:
MINIMALISM baybeee . . .
(kickin’ Snapchat’s ASS)

April Womansplained

Pastors posting fluff on Facebook longing to be liked for being hip read from the dull world’s losing playbook to sink with their own authorship; virtue-signalling to the flock (a milky slice of soggy toast) while gallivanting ’round the block and hoping that you’ll like their post.

Trump’s Amerikkka: Haiku is now act of war against Fascism ☺

This is my fifth year posting a poem per day during April for National Poetry Writing Month.

And remember: When you own the POETRY

the POETRY owns YOU !

HAIKU be all, like: MINIMALISM baybeee . . . (kickin’ Snapchat’s ASS)

Pastors posting fluff on Facebook
longing to be liked for being hip
read from the dull world’s losing playbook
to sink with their own authorship;
virtue-signalling to the flock
(a milky slice of soggy toast)
while gallivanting ’round the block
and hoping that you’ll like their post.

Trump’s Amerikkka:
Haiku is now act of war
against Fascism ☺

This is my fifth year posting a poem per day during April
for National Poetry Writing Month.

And remember:
When you own the POETRY

HAIKU be all, like:
MINIMALISM baybeee . . .
(kickin’ Snapchat’s ASS)