Sunday, May 18, 2014

Poetry Sunday

The American poet and essayist William Matthews published 11 books of poetry and received numerous awards during his 27 years as an author. I like this short poem, which reminds me of a stand-up comedy routine by George Carlin ...

by William Matthews

Summer school, and jumbo shrimp, of course.
Friendly fire, famous poet, common sense,
and, until very recently, safe sex.
Blind date, sure thing, amicable divorce.

Also there's loyal opposition,
social security, deliberate speed.
How about dysfunctional family?
Eyes blackened, hearts crushed, the damn thing functions.

Some things we say should coat our tongues with ash.
Drug-Free School Zone? No way: it's our money
our children toke, snort and shoot up while we
vote against higher property taxes.

Want a one-word oxymoron? Prepay.
Money's—forgive me—rich in such mischief:
trust officer, debt service, common thief
these phrases all want to have it both ways

and sag at the middle like decrepit beds.
Religious freedom—doesn't that sound good?
And some assisted living when we're old
and in our cryptic dreams the many dead

swirl like a fitful snow. We'll wake and not
think of our living wills or property.
We'll want some breakfast. Our memories
will be our real estate, all that we've got.

Have a good day and enjoy the rest of the weekend. I'll spend mine mowing my real estate.

More thoughts tomorrow.



eViL pOp TaRt said...

Some of those expressions seem naturally incongruous -- I can see why George Carlin, that appreciator of language, emphasized their tension.

Mike said...

I always vote for school bonds. Our school district is always ranked in the top five in the state. Many times number one.

Brandi said...

I think that you should turn on your b.s. detector whenever you go into a bank.