Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Poetry Bailout Will Restore Confidence of Readers

Via Choriamb, another bit of satire.
"As you know, the glut of illiquid, insolvent, and troubled poems is clogging the literary arteries of the West. These debt-ridden poems threaten to infect other areas of the literary sector and ultimately to topple our culture industry."
Whoever read this at the release of Best American Poetry 2008 was living dangerously! The thing is, it's funny because the discrepancy between the economy and poetry is so vast... but it's also vicious, because it's true!

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And while I'm at it, here's a link to a relatively recent sbmail wherein StrongBad teaches you how to write love poems.


StrongBad wins extra points for using the word 'Meredithian'!

5 comments:

Santiago said...

Man, I didn't realize that Palin, apart from being a successful and beloved mayor and governor, is also an accomplished poet:

http://www.slate.com/id/2201342

Meredith said...

Ugh! Let's see what kind of "found poems" can be derived from the author's own speech, shall we? Or maybe not. It's been done to George Bush as well, and I've never found it either very funny or convincingly damning. It's an easy and unimaginative form of satire for people who don't have the poetic chops to produce really rousing and clever satirical verse... like Wendy Cope or Chesterton or Trousered Ape for that matter.

Santiago said...

Perhaps. Perhaps it is your calling to write these quick-witted poems. A friend of mine was telling me once about how Woody Guthrie would get together with other folksingers once a week and write songs about stories that they read about in the newspaper -- similar to the type of poetry you're talking about. But, beyond that, I am pretty sure that any reasonable person would want their lover, doctor, and, umm, Greek professor to be more articulate than Sarah Palin. So why not their vice president as well?

This is funny:

http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2008/10/13/081013fa_fact_wood

Anonymous said...

Our Dogs by david jeffrey



A love uncontested, without compromise,

is what we see when we look into our lovely pets
eyes.

The way they adore us, with love to no end,

is the reason we call them Man's bestfriend.

With tails a wagging and affection to spare,

makes them so easy to cuddle despite all their hair.

We treat them like children and adorn them with toys

trust that they will play and protect,

our own girls and boys.

God gave us dogs so that we may know,

the unconditional love,

that only a pet can show.

Anonymous said...

Bailout 2008, a poem by David Jeffrey:

Like a bloodied warrior,

laying broken and torn.

Like a dying soldier, hopeless and forlorn.

But the blood, it be green,

the color of money.

And the soldier is an economy,

and it is anything but funny.

Broken are it’s people and shattered are their dreams.

Thanks to the ultra rich and their full proof schemes.

It is a tragedy with more pain to come.

Finance will be Hell, and their wills will be done.

http://www.voicesnet.org/allpoemsoneauthor.aspx?memberid=982900010