14 lines of poetry about tongues &; fingers ... colors &; moods ... absinthe &; ecstasy ... be it in Shakespearian, Spencer or Petrachan form.
I know there are others out there who write their own sonnets. There are sonnets in every language of the world and poets who create whole worlds in what Wordsworth called this scanty plot of ground. Where are you? Write to me, I am curious about you. Let us be amazing friends!
The theme to Rawhide? No? How about Beethoven's Symphony No.4 in A major Op.90? Yuck? Then how about You Suck by the Yeastie Girls? Who are the Yeastie Girls? OK, we'll just listen to the corporate rock/rap you like. You see, I'll listen to anything ... except at work or on religious holidays, it's spring time after all ... let's try Lavay Smith & her Red Hot Skillet Lickers, Tan Dun, Laura Love, Hang on the Box, Pansy Division and Aimee Mann or anything you listen to I'll like since I go from 80s New Wave to Rossini, Irish folk to Armenian daduk, R&B to the beginnings of Old School, The Monolators' Rejection Set Me Free to Freddie Redd's The Connection -- unless it's Lou Reed's Metal Music -- I can't stand the sound of a circular band saw screaming for 124 minutes.
If anyone recalls Russ Meyer's films, they're always good for a laugh and everyone keeps saying that Secretary is hot -- and it is good -- but for reasons of perversity alone, I'd say the scene in The Cook, the Thief, His Wife and Her Lover where they're naked in the van full of decaying ... what? dinner? ... and flies buzz hideously about them ...
I stopped watching TV when I developed a social life ...
I went to the Dodge Poetry Festival in New Jersey two years ago and saw Coleman Barks reading Rumi while the Paul Winter Consort played in the background. Later Philip Levine read Federico Garcia Lorca while Dave Douglas and Uri Caine backed him up on trumpet and piano. I thought: "ah ... that is how poetry should flow!" Music! Noise! Love! Chaos! Imagine composing music for the poetry of Qiu jin; Manfred by Lord Byron; The Gypsy Ballads by Federico Garcia Lorca; Lunch Poems by Frank O'Hara; Cow Worship by Gerald Stern! The next book I want to read should explain how to do just that.
Any lovers of rhyme schemes. Anyone who can take "a,b,a,b, ... c,d,c,d, ... e,f,g, ... e,f,g" and make it sing ... like Eli ... and Shelby ... and Mary ... and Baby Ivan ...uh, er ... yeah ...