Long Burroughs Poems

 Translation of Eric Mottram’s Poem 33 in Interrogation Rooms by T. Wignesan

33.  on a vu un homme courir/ de la scène de crime un homme est maintenant en train d’aider/ la police avec...

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Eric Mottram on the American literary and cultural scene during 1965-66 while he was the recipient of the American Learned Societies’ award for a year. (begun in the last post and to be continued)

January 2,...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s Twentythird Legal by T. Wignesan

Le vingt-troisième légal

pendant la guerre le peuple devient obéissent de nouveau
plein du respect (et) de la confiance les enfants naïfs dans la foi
la gouvernance nécessaire  ...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s 1922 Section 1 by T. Wignesan

for David Attoe

Notre devise pourrait être: ‘que nous nous ne soyons pas envoûtés’
Wittgenstein in Zettel

laissez pendre   la graisse   sans cou
où la tête...

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Gateway town, Mississippi and Missouri river flooding confluence,
with its celebration of manifest destiny, its looming, iconic archway.
Stainless westward marker, its culture flowed southward for influence
within the lawn-jockey, pink flamingo neighborhoods of moral decay. 

T.S, Eliot,...

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let me be honest
 i can’t help but do my white girl dougie
and my half assed twerk
when i hear i tight beat
because my mind is hooked 
on hip-hop and this culture 
so stereotyped with hood...

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LETTER to RON" Diary Notes : Lament at Dawn - A Year Ago Yet Now No Change "
Reviewed by Ronald Hull
8/19/2018

"Quite a lament! The state of Paris at dawn. Just the thought of sewage seeping...

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I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions. ~ Augusten Burroughs




Following my heart…
I’ve found
Sometimes I’m led into pain
Reflecting off of my feelings
Like a dewdrop on a soft petal
Caressing the hope with...

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Can a man – all alone - foist a god upon his fellows
Even if it’s only himself
And they his subjects

G.. is Akbar!

Does the muezzin from the minaret of Qoutoub-Minar
look up or
down to the illiterate savant...

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The Lost Art Of Composition

too often my thoughts and the ability to express them
are taken hostage without a clue to the cause
this is an affliction familiar to many a writer
as if madness wasn't enough
it proves...

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Who is Edgar Rice Cakes? What does HE have to do with John Burroughs. Jesus Crisis. a 
google search What is this? A novella nuevo bye charlaxandroidoneseven. CA17. Short for 
Para Cayce. I have read...

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Who is Edgar Rice Cakes? What does HE have to do with John Burroughs. Jesus Crisis. a 
google search What is this? A novella nuevo bye charlaxandroidoneseven. CA17. Short for 
Para Cayce. I have read...

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We were pilgrims to the great city 
one who's culture is globally abundant 
all types live there 

Big name giants 
Equal minded intellectuals 
Rights activists aplenty 
Kings of poetry and literature 
Envious dealers of intensity...

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I shook my hips down at Heart Break Hotel...
My ghost now supposedly wanders to where, I just
will not tell.
I had a twin brother that died at birth...
My mother i dearly loved had died and i...

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"A man can fail many times, but he isn't a failure until he begins to blame somebody else."  _ John Burroughs


In the Garden of Eden, an ominous silence spread.
From the Heavenly Paradise, all grace...

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  “A man can fall many times, but he is not a failure until he begins to blame 
    somebody else.   …..John Burroughs

     
 ...

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when he was younger
he jammed out on the guitar, bore a fro &
then graduated from brown---
following this, him & his hippie gal got married,
popped out a few rug-rats &
sooner than later he was at grad...

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People ask me why I hang 
out with Burroughs and Bukowski 
they have this picture of me
this image, they assume 
knowledge and scholarship 
on the subject of ME
Yet those who understand 
art, or think they...

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"A man can fail many times, but he isn't a failure until he begins to blame somebody else."                 ...

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TEAR, FEAR AND EVERY STARE 
Ah, I remember Baudelaire
He oh so very rare
Privileged were we to share the same air
With genius penned on paper whose purpose was quite clear
Yes, such a man was  Baudelaire
And...

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Edgar Rice Burroughs went beyond stars
To write of epics of Thuvia the maid of Mars,
Of Tarzan raised by Apes and Venus and Pellucidar,
Having  stuck to his pen and paper, not wandering afar.

We had Wells...

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I wasn't certain if it was even worthy of your talent and poetic voo-doo that you do 
so well ~f!~
               ...

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I was in jungle,
Deep woods with plenty of dense green,
A meandering river flowed through the middle,
And there was a rocky terrain well caved on its west bound,
The pathways were skewed and well spread,
Made only of...

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A man can fail many times, but he isn't a failure until 
                      ...

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Fresh and new
Adventures to find
Skipping to the beat
Of a patterned mind

Follow the line
Never step on the crack
The crevices will reveal
Wanton lack

Free, everything is free
For anyone to take
Maybe adults have to pay
For Mercy's sake

Wait! I didn't...

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