Whilin’ Away An Hour In My Ivory Tower

My friend told me about an article he read about the new “Golden Era” in Chinese Poetry. He said, “It’s poetry from real life. It’s not like the snob poets in the States.”

I asked, “Which snob poets?”

“Huh?”

“Which snob poets in the States?”

“Oh, you know. The academics. The ivory tower assholes.”

“You can’t name them?”

“No, I don’t read them.”

“Did you read any of the Chinese poetry stuff?”

“Just excerpts. But I thought it was pretty good. Why, you got something against the Chinese?”

“No. And I don’t know enough about their new poetry to have an opinion. But, there are poets here who write about ‘real life.’ This country has a long tradition of beat and street poets.”

“Name one.”

“I’ll name two…Spenser Madsen and Gabby Bess. Writing now. WordPress filled with real life poetry by USA folks. I’m going to tell you my favorites soon as I refresh my memory to the titles of the blogs I follow but Walt Whitman broke new ground tickling up the ordinary life. William Carlos Williams, Kerouac, Ginsberg, Sylvia Plath got real before she left, so did Anne Sexton, Diane Wakowski (Motorcycle Betrayal Poems) and, of course, Charles Bukowski. So many.” 

My friend held up his hand and said, “You wore me out. Sorry I mentioned it.”

“No, man. I’m sorry to go on like some candidate runnin’ on the Poetry Tea Party ticket. Good on the People of China. Tell them they have my complete support.”

My friend said, “They’ll be happy to hear that.  Later, professor.”

“Later.”

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About joefingas

I am a songwriter, poet, blues singer, and a boogie woogie piano player. I have a grandson but I have no children of my own. All my women have wised up and left me. I was a bum, a wino, a drug/alcohol counselor, a prevention/intervention specialist and a pretender. I have no more time to pretend.
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2 Responses to Whilin’ Away An Hour In My Ivory Tower

  1. elvagreen123 says:

    Aha! I found you. And I found Sylvia Plath in my 20s. But I am basically a Poe reader. Every time I move, Poe comes with.

    • joefingas says:

      Thanks for finding me. And Poe was one of the first poets I thought of but didn’t mention because, to me, he’s so obvious as a favorite poet of us “real” people. But you are the first person to mention him.
      I’m looking forward to your next post. Thanks for the comment.

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