Archive for May 3rd, 2011

May 3, 2011

ah, I have a follower

by jhon baker

Pleased to meet you here, what is a beautiful young lady like yourself doing hanging out in a place like this?

– hold on while I go slightly insane.

early morning and have yet to get enough sleep – still recovering from loss and jet lag – four planes in three days. Sounds like a lot when you put it that way – we were only going one way but had to have a layover, well, you follower know this – you were there – suffering the blight that is air travel. I was searched, as always, and put a pleasant expression on my face as I was being felt up by old men while thinking  – it must be the beard. But that wouldn’t explain why I always get searched – even as a child going to Disney World before I was perceived as a terrorist in the eyes of a beard hating public and Will Ferrell. This is why I stopped carrying my Mala – too many questions and looks, since my imagination is good I can perceive always having one.

WHile we are on terrorism – I fear Osama’s replacements zealousness more than I feared Osama.

Peace be upon all Muslims as I am sure they are getting more hell right now.

May 3, 2011

prose/poem/prose poem/ as I opine about my poetry slightly

by jhon baker

I’ve started another blog because I liked the url that was available. I have yet to do anything with it other than ramble about my mental abberations.
it is
don’t expect much there as this blog is still my main place of blogging communication.

I am having trouble choosing poems for the next print edition on PigeonBike – the first four I sent were rejected much to my surprise but upon rereading I can now see what the publisher wants – this is an important lesson in submitting (submission), knowing what the publisher is looking for. Now I am considering the voice that the original two published there were written in. They are heavily influenced by David Ignatow which is a voice I like to write in as it is similar to mine. What I would like is to find a place for my half poetic prose half poem pieces – this is an honest voice that I love but have found no takers that I know of yet. There are some out there right now but we shall see.

as an example:

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stunned and lovely

I’m suppose to be writing the most perfect of poems but am sitting around doing nothing. I’m disgusted by the news on the wire and prose badly written meant to move us to tears. but this is nothing that we haven’t seen before this is nothing that I’ve not written before, it’s not my birthday so there is no excuse and the book on my nightstand rests with the mark on page 309, SO I trade in bonds to pay for new landscaping and feel really stupid and wonder what I will hear next but not from who.

most of all I really want to be stunned and lovely.

fuck the songs that say differently, it is never easy unless it is. Standing out strongly but in fear and not beautiful but gently. It was last friday night and suspecting that this would be here like it is and I’m not saying good bye.

here’s to life!
here’s to life.
viva la vida –
a star, quarter,
four fingers of Johnnie Walker
chocking back the innocence
to truly gain perspective.

 – Hoc Scripsi

I love this style and am still learning to breathe in it.
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