Poems People Liked (1)

Poems People Liked (1)

“The night lights / fester on his face. / You find him where the cold streets meet / deliriously clutching at the shiny packet of his sexuality. / It is a time for crying / but this masturbation /has a flavor few will try. / Each undressed woman / draws him on : / a “simple” thief / who will not buy.”

The poems in this collection were all published by editors who liked them. The poems saw the light of day in little magazines and literary publications. Some won prizes in competitions. The poems are in free verse and regular, metrical verse. Some rhyme. All of them rely on compression and hopefully right word-choice.
This is the first book in a series which will publish poems people liked. I hope they are liked by my new readers.
A word about the dedication : The prisoners I refer to are actual and imaginary. Some of the poems in this first book are about being / feeling imprisoned and that feeling of “no leeway” remains with me today. You remember the night man who said, “You can check out any time you like, / But you can never leave!” That’s the right kind of idea. Within bars and without…but what are the bars? Are they real bars or booze bars? And “without” means outside or without bars, that is free, or those who are not free but go without because they can’t do otherwise…because not free to choose? I won’t elaborate on devices, choices, taking that road, and not this. I won’t go on about the thousands upon thousands upon thousands who are locked up. “The vilest deeds like poison weeds / Bloom well in prison-air: / It is only what is good in Man / That wastes and withers there :/” I hope that poet got it wrong but I doubt it.
Please to peruse, and if poetry can sometimes help us to escape, well, then, let’s escape. Imagination is not imaginary.

Poems People Liked (1)

Poems People Liked (1)

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