Long Poetry society Poems

The language and images of Mario Vitale's poetry are so closely bound to the natural cycles of seasons, of generations, of the body's functioning, that is surprising to realize how many of his poems deal...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s TIME SIGHT UNSEEN, Part One by T. Wignesan

"Instead of an item in a school of rhetoric, the poem could have variety of articulations, continuity and discontinuity, sentence and parataxis, and an...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s TIME SIGHT UNSEEN, Part Two by T. Wignesan

"Instead of an item in a school of rhetoric, the poem could have variety of articulations, continuity and discontinuity, sentence and parataxis, and an...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private 7 with excerpts from “Notes on Poetics” by T. Wignesan

(Note: With this post, I bring to a close EM’s pamphlet collection: Faithful Private, GENERA editions by Colin Simms,...

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 Translation of Eric Mottram’s TIME SIGHT UNSEEN - Part Four by T. Wignesan


"Instead of an item in a school of rhetoric, the poem could have variety of articulations, continuity and discontinuity, sentence and parataxis,...

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There once was a nation that was like a beautiful tall sailing ship
It’s mast were like redwood trees lined up in a forest
They bore the stainless white sails of opportunity to catch the winds of...

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for Eric Mottram (1924 - 1995)*

 a life of toil for the man in the centre
 a hub in the peripheral tireless wheel
 
   where he go then where he go this working...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s TIME SIGHT UNSEEN, Part Three by T. Wignesan

"Instead of an item in a school of rhetoric, the poem could have variety of articulations, continuity and discontinuity, sentence and parataxis, and an...

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Transl. of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 4 with a Clive Bush comment on Mottram's poetry 

Excerpt from an article, “From space to caves in the heart recreating the collective world in Eric Mottram’s...

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Damn where is my mind at? striving and finding the best way to adapt,
Collapsing the conditioning through written raps that never nap,
Don’t close your eyes, these rhymes defy your beliefs.

Nature and what’s happening, everybody, yes...

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What is seen, what it is felt and what is understood                        ...

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BIRDS OF A FEATHER

We The poets, and songsters, 
with pure hearts; Revolutionaries,
whom have lived and died for truth 
will sit among us there.

Birds of a feather flock together;
Red ants go where red ants go.
Giraffes don't...

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Find happiness


There are so many things that are not as they should be,
That sometimes people think that everything is wrong.
I can only speak for myself, but I do still believe,
There is hope in many places,...

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Play the Fool

Once a knight now the court jester,
He juggles the pins,
If he loses the rhythm, he will lose his life.
The Queen stares at the fool.
She who knew him as a knight,
Now laughs with the...

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In a world of faces, I'm lost in the crowd
A master of mimicry, but my true self's avowed
I change with the seasons, like leaves on the tree
A chameleon's camouflage, to blend in with glee.

I've tried...

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Verb

What is a poem absent the context of motion 
a meandering spark of nebulous intent
a senseless sentiment bereft of sphere 
an ultimately monumental apparition
a lie of omission 
and a trivial pursuit of nothing

there can be...

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“STANDARDS”

Let’s talk about the standards of the general society,
And not just society, the beliefs, normalizations and false norms believed by variety,
We live in a new world now whereas being your most authentic self is not...

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I expected more 
Tolerance
Understanding
Support

I expected more
Yes, I’m an idealist
I have a better name….
A fool
A child
Thinking that trust still means something
That people won’t turn into cannibals
Eating each other whole
Biting away pieces of reputation
With our razor sharp...

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Copyright © 2015
11.12.2015
9:18pm


This crazy rush hour traffic, traffic
like swimming the Caribbean Sea,
in these streets you don't wanna be.
Headlights brighter than spaceships,
spaceships, these drivers make you
wanna flip, rush hour you'd wanna skip

Many hurrying and rushing, rushing
sending...

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Written By Marcel Ike Okonkwo


Under the sound of the Ekwe Nimo
In ancestral groove
One hears the dale and might
And songs of our ancestors
In a land of rich cultural heritage.

Nimo, the land of great heroes where star...

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I know you're out there
    I can hear you ... typing, rat-a-tat-tat
      I echo it, but place with intent
       each finger-step...

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Voices voices telling me
Where to go
Who to see
What to say
And who to be
How to think 
What to believe 
What to buy
And what to spend 
Where to start
And where to end
Who to hate
And to friend 
When...

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Spending a lifetime on the Texas Panhandle prairies in and around Amarillo 
exposes a feller to a unique life style.

	As a youngster and continuing into early manhood, I flirted with the aggregation 
of words to...

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Poetry to me is a very beautiful thing, 
It’s about your identity and community, 
About friends, family and kind feeling, 
And it’s about how you place in society. 

It reflects upon your sexual partners, 
References...

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Copyright © 2015
08.22.2015 


Beautifully adorned, her garments shoned,
  high and round mountains, majestic peeks

Vegetation covering her treasures, hidden
  from the lust of men…men who exploited her
  innocence…an innocence long cared for
 ...

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