Showing posts with label beat poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beat poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Tremble.



This has been on my mind alot lately. If I had biceps, I would get this tattooed on it:

we are here
to laugh
and live our lives
so well that
death
will tremble
to take us

- Charles Bukowski -


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Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Click.

Click
by james bezerra

Ever since my surgery
there’s been a clicking emanating from me.
Doc says it’s the sound of my valve.
You don’t know annoyance until you’ve
been kept awake by a your own heart being noisy.

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Sunday, May 8, 2011

Countrymen by james bezerra

Countrymen
by james bezerra

I wish,
oh I wish
that Alfred Hitchcock
had made a movie about Winston Churchill.
And that in that Winston Churchill Movie -
made by Alfred Hitchcock -
Alfred Hitchcock would’ve
played Winston Churchill.

Because while I love Winston Churchill,
and movies made by Alfred Hitchcock,
when I try to imagine either man -
in my head -
I fear that I confuse them.

Both are black & white.
Both have English accents.
Both are rolli-polli round and pale.

And I know that I do them each a disrespect
by not remembering them better.
So if only Alfred Hitchcock had made
The Winston Churchill Movie, then perhaps
you would forgive me,
for confusing them so.

Or perhaps, if Winston Churchill had led
a nation comprised of only Aldred Hitchcocks,
then surely my confusion could be excused.

But what a strange history that would be.
Winston saying to his people, “We
will fight them on the beaches, we will fight them on the landing grounds …”
and when he says “we” what he means is Alfred Hitchcock.
Alfred Hitchcock in a Spitfire over London. Alfred Hitchcock evacuating from Dunkirk. Alfred Hitchcock doing battle in the desert with Rommel. Alfred Hitchcock breaking Enigma. Alfred Hitchcock rationing gas. Alfred Hitchcock keeping calm and carrying on. Alfred Hitchcocks pulling, from the buzz bomb rubble of London, the bodies of other Alfred Hitchcocks.

What an odd world it would have been, if every Briton had been an Alfred Hitchcock.
Every Briton, of course, but Winston Churchill, who looks pretty much that way anyway.

So if only either of those scenarios had been true,
then I might have a good excuse
for confusing these men in
the way that I do.




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Thursday, July 30, 2009

William Shatner Reads Palin's Speech.

So you have probably seen this by now, but here is William Shatner reading Sarah Palin's (nonsensical) resignation speech in the style of beat poetry.

It totally makes sense now!

I saw this the other night while I was on a JetBlue flight to Boston. It came on while we were at 36,000 feet up, southwest of Colorado Springs, CO.

(I had to repost the video because YouTube removed it because NBC blows).


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