Punk Poem
Rage like what the fuck
it’s rage like madness everywhere
like rage tequila rage
the rage of fucking madness rage
an exclamation fucking rage!
OK. Historically
this rage begins at THE beginning:
World War One, the war
to end all wars. Yeah, right. Just fucking
blow me! Dresden. My Lai. Baghdad.
Rage against the ego!
Rage against the fucking mind!
And rage against the poor
indoctrination that our rage
endows upon the raging child.
~Gregoire Feugill Poirier 2007
ON INTO WINTER
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I had thought to end the autumn season with Kigin’s “shape of the wind”
hokku, but a reader in Japan then sent me a new verse that seemed quite
appropriate...
3 days ago
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