Santiago.
We hunt and forgather at the capital of ceramic.
It is jealous and lost.
But we have our vases.
The street is the horse,
and it runs. Red.
Clay, we coagulate; a need for succession?
Perdition? Prevention?
No. We have our paper cliche.
Shelved heads.
They are lost and jealous.
The vases: "Spurn enervation."
A streak-- Spanish horseflesh-breeze on the gritted streets.
Compounded existence (that is, Santiago–- Ed.).
My love, unknown greets, bemoaned, these fleets (that is, of foot-- Ed.).
Those, of the capital of ceramic (that is, conventional-- Ed.).
In light of James' nostalgia, I dug up one of my own poems of the past. Back when I had the confidence to write, when I (blessedly) didn't consider, couldn't conceive or perceive the notion that anyone could write better than I could, or that they did. I was a huge fan of using the thesaurus and unearthing exotic words, the type that you could drop in a sentence and create an area of ambiguity and uncertainty (there's a certain term that Wordsworth used for it, but I can't remember what it is). On top of that, I was also rabid about (and still am) creating one-shot locations and characters (in this case, 'Santiago', despite it being a real name/place) that produced more mystery than definition or something definitive, that would give the reader (hopefully) so much more to think about than the actual words on the page. A lack of finality, a prolonged existence for the poem, etc.. I don't know.
In short, but not really in summary, it's an approximate opposite to James' most recent post ("What's More Important").
Despite possibly being premature, how would you guys feel about compiling some sort of sampler (themed, maybe?) to publish in print. Something to get ourselves out there, as the adage goes, or something to get Pedestrian Protection some publicity (equating to an audience/readership). Thoughts?
I ask because the group that inspired this one, Mediocre Militia, is releasing their own sampler of art and comics this month.
Gunter, post something.