BY THIS AUTHOR
To Pantheon and Back
Lower your head,
Ezra Pound;
methinks you’ve
been too proud.
Lend your ear,
and I’ll speak profound...
What I Owe to the Ancients
Turning to the stone,
the toiled frame of a sentenced man
turned, stood, alone.
Pressing against the boulder,
he likened the round rock
to a crystal ball of grave insight...
An Instruction Manual (to Deconstruct Pretentious Genius)
Figured it all, boiled it to a symbol
numerically defined,
and the apparent conclusion is simple:
The worthy noble mind
that believed in a blessing and a gift stolen from the great divine
was fractioned and marginalised,
disassembled and disheartened in the great divide.
Part A was labelled vanity;
Part B defined as pride
and then they were attached with a paperclip.
The surplus part C, perseverance, was easy to leave aside.
(The package with part C would take longer and cost more to deliver)
As we watched the assembled blessing and promise, the parts indeed did quiver,
but the figures were correct as far as I understand.
Genius was reduced, stripped, locked and sealed with a mocking roar,
and a fool brought to being by the official truth of the thud of a rubber stamp.
By JPV
Copyright March 2006