by Jack Beglin
Oct 3, 2017
He met her in the foyer of a theatre, novel in her hand, clip board in his hand,
Market research on the tip of his tongue,
He says ‘ Are you here to watch Within Rooms’
She says ‘No’
He says ‘Susan Songtang?’
‘Yes but it’s not philosophy’ says she
‘It might be philosophical’ says he
‘Yes but it’s not Foucault’ says she
‘Ah, Pul - Michel - Foucault, french philosopher, historian of ideas, social theorist and literary critic’
He didn’t really say that
He said ‘Ah, Foucault, the bald dude’
She said ‘Yes the blond dude’
He made her laugh, he made her smile. She’s German - French.
‘A real European’ he replies
‘A really real European’ she replies
Now he’s on the cold beach, writing this poem on fallen autumn leaves
Ink on his hand, now the statues of his psyche dance at the idea of a new romance
The setting sun in his heart rises over the horizon at the thought of that really real European
reading Songtang.
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Aesthetics of Contemplation: Poetry Leaves
by Jack Beglin
Oct 3, 2017
He met her in the foyer of a theatre, novel in her hand, clip board in his hand,
Market research on the tip of his tongue,
He says ‘ Are you here to watch Within Rooms’
She says ‘No’
He says ‘Susan Songtang?’
‘Yes but it’s not philosophy’ says she
‘It might be philosophical’ says he
‘Yes but it’s not Foucault’ says she
‘Ah, Pul - Michel - Foucault, french philosopher, historian of ideas, social theorist and literary critic’
He didn’t really say that
He said ‘Ah, Foucault, the bald dude’
She said ‘Yes the blond dude’
He made her laugh, he made her smile. She’s German - French.
‘A real European’ he replies
‘A really real European’ she replies
Now he’s on the cold beach, writing this poem on fallen autumn leaves
Ink on his hand, now the statues of his psyche dance at the idea of a new romance
The setting sun in his heart rises over the horizon at the thought of that really real European
reading Songtang.