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(18 February 1926 – 25 February 2001 / Whiteville, North Carolina)

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Called Into Play

Fall fell: so that's it for the leaf poetry:
some flurries have whitened the edges of roads

and lawns: time for that, the snow stuff: &
turkeys and old St. Nick: where am I going to

find something to write about I haven't already
written away: I will have to stop short, look

down, look up, look close, think, think, think:
but in what range should I think: should I

figure colors and outlines, given forms, say
mailboxes, or should I try to plumb what is

behind what and what behind that, deep down
where the surface has lost its semblance: or

should I think personally, such as, this week
seems to have been crafted in hell: what: is

something going on: something besides this
diddledeediddle everyday matter-of-fact: I

could draw up an ancient memory which would
wipe this whole presence away: or I could fill

out my dreams with high syntheses turned into
concrete visionary forms: Lucre could lust

for Luster: bad angels could roar out of perdition
and kill the AIDS vaccine not quite

perfected yet: the gods could get down on
each other; the big gods could fly in from

nebulae unknown: but I'm only me: I have 4
interests--money, poetry, sex, death: I guess

I can jostle those. . . .

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003


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  • Michael Vinning (1/19/2007 1:56:00 AM)

    I absolutely loved this poem! Writers block at its best and worst! i especially love the last pairing, then the powerful last line; as he searches and suggests possibilities; what on earth or beyond shall he write about this winter? Then the power and the simplicity- - - - I'll Write What I know! and what I know is money, poetry, sex, and death! ! !

    Awesome!

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