This is a repeat. . .The original poem is not showing up, and therefore here it is once again...
1.
I don't know which is better
The thing itself
Or the chicanes
Lacunae
Variations
Selections
Emendations
Redactions
Prevarications
Blurring and
Sharpening
That transmogrify the tale with time
2.
I don't know which is better
To see the baby emerge
Or to see who the baby becomes
3.
I don't know which is better
To ponder the variations
Or to not
4.
These rogue and rococo thoughts
Skitter sideways
Like a sideshuffling crab
Using evasive tactics
In case anyone locks on
And attempts to impose
A framework
Of coherence and congruence
On these fitfully nuanced palabra
5.
If you actually begin to understand
What I am writing
We have all missed the point
Sometimes I don't know
What it means
Until someone else tells me
6.
Sometimes I don't know
If it's better to pull your leg
Or my own
7.
I don't know which is better
The fog and the detours
Or the thing itself.
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copyright (c) 2005 by Jack Brummet. 11-13-2005 vancouver, british columbia
1 comment:
This is wonderful. I've been reading this blog for six months, and this kind of captures the essence of "Jack." If there really is a Jack. My roommate thinks it is two or three people.
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