Trojan Rhymes: a call

Trojan Rhymes: a call

a call

by Stacey Berry

 

look. writing isn’t some process like digital upgrades. or fusing the swampable switch. you can’t just take a paper and pen or some g.d. word processor and purr the whirr. you can’t ka-bang-yourself into poem. nice and neat like some city-slicker clicking himself down the downtown concrete streets to home. no, it isn’t like that. at all. poems aren’t some things we let out late at night after we can’t get to sleep and the world has gone all blurred and we think we might have turned ourselves into bukowski’s underground-coyote brother. you can’t draw yourself into some dramatic competition with shakespeare or those brutal romantic poets. (or their dramatic goddamned daffodils.) if you see a poem, pick it up. and all day long you’ll have good luck. but do me this one favor. don’t do it quickly. oh, my poets, oh! like Walt Whitman and lucille clifton and all the great Americans before you, let your words be your spies and never be afraid! be meticulous and strange. be eccentric and extraordinary. and always, let your poem be you.

 

If you would like to submit a poem for publication in the Trojan Rhymes section of The Trojan Times, please send your submission to Times@pluto.dsu.edu. 

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3 Comments

  • JS Nelson09. Sep, 2014

    Berry’s thrown down the oven mitt and dared us all to poem up.

  • Derik Everett09. Sep, 2014

    Very awesome!

  • Ben Jones07. Oct, 2014

    Excellent! Oven Mitt, shmoven hit. Game on!

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