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[ Thread ][ Subject ][ Author ][ Date ]Diane L.
Mon, 23 Mar 1998 21:51:51 -0500
Collecting works by obscure poets is a minor passion of mine...most of
them are from the beat generation and the early 70's. I was especially
pleased to come across one by the poet Ed Blair the day I got my first barb
over the internet... At least I think it was intended for me...and it
hurt... However, after reading page 33 of Blair's book I decided to rejoin
the internet race... Here goes for all those curious sensitive souls out
there: (the following is what appears on page 33 of Blair's poetry book
which was published by his wife, Ann in his memory in 1968)
SOUND OVERHEARD ON EAST FOURTH STREET, September, 1963.
"The bugs in your head are so advanced they have a space program;
They're going to send one out to orbit around your head -
If they can ever get through the bone."
SOUND FOUND WRITTEN ON A SUBWAY POSTER AT
191st STREET. February, 1964.
Your mother is so fat she has to walk down Wall Street sideways.
Note: The sound is a modern form of folk poetry: It is a
brief,good-humored, epigrammatic insult, often imaginative and wildly
funny. Sometimes kids will swap a dozen or more sounds, exhausting their
repertoire, and then invent new ones.