Tuesday, June 2, 2015

When not writing, what do great poets do?

When I think about great poets, I don't imagine them on the toilet. I don't think of them doing laundry.

I don't think of Rimbaud in line at Duane Reade with orange juice and fingernail clippers.

I can see Patrick Kavanagh sweeping the floor.

And of course, Ginsberg at the supermarket.

William Carlos Williams in the rosebushes.... Now my premise is falling apart.

But what about Lorca watching TV in the Bronx?

Or Whitman on Grindr?

I can see Emily Dickinson folding laundry, and then placing her poems in the drawer first before hiding them behind clean clothes.

Well, I guess great poets did menial tasks like the rest of us.


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