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Rules: Write a poem for national poetry month on the topic or form described. Each poem should appear as a separate reply to this thread. The goal is to, at the end of the month have written 30 poems for National Poetry Month.
This year, there are no form requirements, only "tiers" or "rankings" given informally to all participants:
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Write a poem involving splendor or glory through submission.
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Flowers of a mathematic landscape
of gametes under attack
chaotic enough that life's tape
rewound, won't play it back -
whatever it is that you lack,
consider the counterfactual
nothingness of not-even-pitch-black
state of being-not-actual.
Eliot sought a scriptural
balm with the end a new beginning,
like him who bore a spiritual
gift for his brothers, red-penning
others, with barely enough time for ink
put to paper, poured out like a drink.
Take 2:
I glory in my submission
to the evil Chinaman
that was part of the plan.
Don't see it as admission
of incompetence, paesan!
It's part of the plan
to look like a tool
and fox our friends:
See, see, Trump bends
and Xi looks cool.
Being a fool
is your dad's mission,
Barron, my man!
It's all part of the plan.
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Lee
Down he went to defeat
first of his oath and then
that State within his soul
for which he had forsworn it.
Great-hearted he refused
to play the criminal
but greater traitor to
his erstwhile patron, warfare.
High glory, then, is his
for though his statues fall
his honor stands unstained
by hate unreconciled.
[Form: Elegy]
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The moment Robert E. Lee surrendered, Jefferson Davis was likely sitting in a room in the building across the street from where I was walking a little while ago.
Two blocks away is the building where Union Soldiers were imprisoned and died of an outbreak of some fever or another. Which means that it must be haunted.
I looked into the room where Jefferson Davis stayed. There is a broken mirror in there. I assume that is the luck that brought old dixie down.
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Known as Cassius Clay
when he made his first LP-
I am the greatest!
His recorded prediction
months before he beat Liston.
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(04-25-2025, 07:47 AM)rowens Wrote: The moment Robert E. Lee surrendered, Jefferson Davis was likely sitting in a room in the building across the street from where I was walking a little while ago.
Two blocks away is the building where Union Soldiers were imprisoned and died of an outbreak of some fever or another. Which means that it must be haunted.
I looked into the room where Jefferson Davis stayed. There is a broken mirror in there. I assume that is the luck that brought old dixie down.
Looks like he would have been in Danville, VA, then scarpered further to Greensboro, NC, back to Charlotte, NC and then south to Irwin, GA where he was (by accident) captured by Union cavalry raiding the area. For part of that time the CSA government was operating out of a boxcar, though the VIPs stayed at homes of sympathizing local notables. You almost have to admire Davis for trying to keep the resistance going, but Lee more for noticing the fat lady had sung and acting accordingly.
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I'll tell this to you here and now, and always remember me this way: Woody Allen made the Holocaust worthwhile.
And the song by The Band called The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down made slavery, Civil War, and all current retardations of cultural spite worthwhile and beautiful.
This is how comedians experience the world, the theatre of cruelty Artaud lived and died of, Art in general.
I'm not schizophrenic, RoadBase, this year's April Poetry thing is tarot qabala based. Dare to deny It
RoadBase? I meant, Rivernotch.
Splendour, Hod, Glory through Submission, or rather, acceptance that doesn't exclude fighting, Netzach and Geburah.
This is my multipost, interactive Form for this Prompt.
The Blues
This is what the blues are
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Did Lincoln, or MLK;
Gandhi or Mandela
Mrs. Tubman or Rosa Parks
receive glory through submission?
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04-28-2025, 11:48 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-28-2025, 11:55 AM by RiverNotch.)
No few believe that to submit entails
surrender to whatever foe you face
but only fools and those ahead in power
endorse this sinister redefinition.
Submit, submit, but only to the Truth,
to Faith in someone greater guiding all,
to Hope in all his judgements, and to Love
of blood and water, mud and holy oil,
and when you grip your sword or throw your brick,
marching towards your country's capitol
for the poor immigrant, the dissident,
the unrequited seed of the enslaved,
with your heart meek, your will resigned to fate,
then even should you fall, you shall prevail.
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