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A Creature of the Age / a poem by Will Dockery
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Will Dockery
2015-07-31 16:31:49 UTC
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A Creature of the Age

Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.

Get removed from it.

"When's it done?"

"How do you know
when sex is done?"

Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.

In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.

Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...

Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.

The way I see it inside.

-Will Dockery
Michael Pendragon
2015-08-03 13:10:08 UTC
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On Friday, July 31, 2015 at 12:31:50 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:

The bulk of my poetry was, at least partially, composed on little pocket-sized (or slightly larger that I carry inside the waistline of my pants) spiral notebooks. I've even used some yellow ones, only those had tear-off sheets instead of spirals.

I find that writing on notepads works best, because I can write on the hour-plus bus ride to and from my job, while hanging out in the laundromat, relaxing at Bear Mountain while the kids fish, etc.

Also, the internet is too big a distraction.
Post by Will Dockery
A Creature of the Age
Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.
Get removed from it.
"When's it done?"
"How do you know
when sex is done?"
I've got no clue as to what you're talking about here. I'm sure you're probably going for this effect, but I've never been a fan of poetry (or any form of writing/art) that's intentionally vague.
Post by Will Dockery
Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.
I *think* the subject is actually touched on here, but only because memory/thought vs photographed reality is mentioned later. "Turn it to the wall" in line one sounds like it's referring to a portrait ... but I've heard of anyone else cooking one.
Post by Will Dockery
In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.
Metaphoric museum of stored memories? Or is the speaker a successful artist? Or is he a blue collar painter who just put a fresh coat on the walls of some museum?
Post by Will Dockery
Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...
A grumpy Taoist?
Post by Will Dockery
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
The last four lines express a nice thought.

And the title doesn't help any: I don't know what seemingly unconnected ramblings on art, photography, memory, sex and cooking have to do with being a "creature of the age".

I would suggest paring it down and switching the title:


PICTURE PERFECT

Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
Will Dockery
2015-08-04 11:30:52 UTC
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<snipped for focus>
Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Will Dockery
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
The last four lines express a nice thought.
And the title doesn't help any: I don't know what seemingly unconnected ramblings on art, photography, memory, sex and cooking have to do with being a "creature of the age".
At the time of the writing I wanted to specifically give a series of poems that showed the view of the "Creature", me, and how he saw the times from his fairly unique, for those times, vantage. While I can say all my poems do just that, I had planned these 17 sketches to focus directly with 17 aspects of that "age". Maybe it worked, or it may have digressed.

Thanks for giving me the reason to explore them again and perhaps decide.
Post by Michael Pendragon
PICTURE PERFECT
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
I'm liking this style a lot, it has the minimalist punch of haiku, and may in fact be considered a part of what Kerouac called "American Haiku", but I probably wouldn't stretch it that far.

Interestingly, Stuart Leichter suggested I edit another, later poem of these 17 in almost exactly the same form, and it also seems to make for a tighter poem with a focused, or moment in the "age".

https://groups.google.com/d/msg/alt.arts.poetry.comments/IaDWIoMXOkU/QcPcBOeQF-0J

==========================
Post by Michael Pendragon
Post by Will Dockery
When
When the mill shut down
we hit the pavement with a thud
then we all got up and kept walking.
Some to the work house
some to the poor house
some to the whorehouse
and the grave.
-Will Dockery
This one's good, Will.

The title you might make When the mill shut down (without the comma, and
then continue with the 2nd and following lines).

I think you should post it with a C&C request in the subject line.

Stuart

(crit-cred: I know literal from figurative, I know opinions from sentiments,
and I never threatened you)

===============

And so it goes... now back to the reading the rest of your critique, and thanks again.

:D
Will Dockery
2016-11-25 21:21:34 UTC
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The bulk of my poetry was, at least partially, composed on little
pocket-sized (or slightly larger that I carry inside the waistline of my
pants) spiral notebooks. I've even used some yellow ones, only those had
tear-off sheets instead of spirals.

I find that writing on notepads works best, because I can write on the
hour-plus bus ride to and from my job, while hanging out in the laundromat,
relaxing at Bear Mountain while the kids fish, etc.

Also, the internet is too big a distraction.
Post by Will Dockery
A Creature of the Age
Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.
Get removed from it.
"When's it done?"
"How do you know
when sex is done?"
I've got no clue as to what you're talking about here. I'm sure you're
probably going for this effect, but I've never been a fan of poetry (or any
form of writing/art) that's intentionally vague.
Post by Will Dockery
Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.
I *think* the subject is actually touched on here, but only because
memory/thought vs photographed reality is mentioned later. "Turn it to the
wall" in line one sounds like it's referring to a portrait ... but I've
heard of anyone else cooking one.
Post by Will Dockery
In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.
Metaphoric museum of stored memories? Or is the speaker a successful
artist? Or is he a blue collar painter who just put a fresh coat on the
walls of some museum?
Post by Will Dockery
Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...
A grumpy Taoist?
Post by Will Dockery
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
The last four lines express a nice thought.

And the title doesn't help any: I don't know what seemingly unconnected
ramblings on art, photography, memory, sex and cooking have to do with being
a "creature of the age".

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------

As we were discussing today, Michael, a creature of THIS age would be
modernist or post modernist.
I would suggest paring it down and switching the title:


PICTURE PERFECT

Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
s***@gmail.com
2016-11-26 02:04:55 UTC
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Post by Michael Pendragon
ramblings
A well thought out critique, but that one word you wrote is all this poem merits or needs.
Will Dockery
2016-11-26 02:30:07 UTC
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Who taught you that Rambling is a bad thing, "Sydne"?

😀
Will Dockery
2016-12-01 10:04:34 UTC
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Post by Michael Pendragon
ramblings
A well thought out critique, but that one word you wrote is all this poem
merits or needs.

The person (nobody knows except the troll if the poster is a boy or a girl,
btw) using the moniker "***@gmail.com" is obviously referencing
Sydne Conder, who was killed in her 1994 Chevrolet Metro =
"***@gmail.com":

http://accidentdatacenter.com/us/alabama/columbus-ga/phenix-city/15/08/13/sydne-conder-59-killed-and-george-sulzbach-wounded-2-vehicle-wreck-us-highway-431-north-phenix-city

Accident Date: Thursday, August 13, 2015

1 dead, 1 injured in 2-vehicle wreck in Lee County

A two-vehicle wreck on Thursday claimed the life of a Smiths Station woman,
and left another person injured, according to Alabama State Troopers. Sydne
Conder, 59, was killed when the 1994 Chevrolet Metro she was driving
collided with a 2011 Chevrolet Corvette. Conder, who was not wearing a seat
belt at the time of the accident, was pronounced dead at the scene. A
passenger in the Metro was transported to a local hospital with unspecified
injuries. The crash occurred on U.S. Highway 431, approximately four miles
north of Phenix City at the 120 mile marker.

And so it goes.
General Zod
2018-12-22 22:32:45 UTC
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Post by s***@gmail.com
Post by Michael Pendragon
ramblings
A well thought out critique, but that one word you wrote is all this poem merits or needs.
The person (nobody knows except the troll if the poster is a boy or a girl,
Sydne Conder, who was killed in her 1994 Chevrolet Metro =
http://accidentdatacenter.com/us/alabama/columbus-ga/phenix-city/15/08/13/sydne-conder-59-killed-and-george-sulzbach-wounded-2-vehicle-wreck-us-highway-431-north-phenix-city
Accident Date: Thursday, August 13, 2015
1 dead, 1 injured in 2-vehicle wreck in Lee County
A two-vehicle wreck on Thursday claimed the life of a Smiths Station woman,
and left another person injured, according to Alabama State Troopers. Sydne
Conder, 59, was killed when the 1994 Chevrolet Metro she was driving
collided with a 2011 Chevrolet Corvette. Conder, who was not wearing a seat
belt at the time of the accident, was pronounced dead at the scene. A
passenger in the Metro was transported to a local hospital with unspecified
injuries. The crash occurred on U.S. Highway 431, approximately four miles
north of Phenix City at the 120 mile marker.
And so it goes.
It was a mind bender.... a day in the life as John Lennon would call it........
General Zod
2019-01-06 22:19:30 UTC
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Post by General Zod
Post by s***@gmail.com
Post by Michael Pendragon
ramblings
A well thought out critique, but that one word you wrote is all this poem
merits or needs.
The person (nobody knows except the troll if the poster is a boy or a girl,
Sydne Conder, who was killed in her 1994 Chevrolet Metro =
http://accidentdatacenter.com/us/alabama/columbus-ga/phenix-city/15/08/13/sydne-conder-59-killed-and-george-sulzbach-wounded-2-vehicle-wreck-us-highway-431-north-phenix-city
Accident Date: Thursday, August 13, 2015
1 dead, 1 injured in 2-vehicle wreck in Lee County
A two-vehicle wreck on Thursday claimed the life of a Smiths Station woman,
and left another person injured, according to Alabama State Troopers. Sydne
Conder, 59, was killed when the 1994 Chevrolet Metro she was driving
collided with a 2011 Chevrolet Corvette. Conder, who was not wearing a seat
belt at the time of the accident, was pronounced dead at the scene. A
passenger in the Metro was transported to a local hospital with unspecified
injuries. The crash occurred on U.S. Highway 431, approximately four miles
north of Phenix City at the 120 mile marker.
And so it goes.
It was a mind bender.... a day in the life as John Lennon would call it........


Song
A Day In The Life
Artist
The Beatles
Album
Anthology 2
Writers
Paul McCartney, John Lennon
Will Dockery
2017-11-01 14:10:55 UTC
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Post by s***@gmail.com
Post by Michael Pendragon
ramblings
A well thought out critique, but that one word you wrote is all this poem merits or needs.
Well, here you are posting almost exactly a year ago, "Brooke".

:)
Will Dockery
2018-01-24 03:09:57 UTC
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Another one from, I think, the 1980s.
Will Dockery
2018-03-16 02:27:26 UTC
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Another one from, I think, the 1980s... part of the "17 Poems" collection.
Will Dockery
2019-01-09 21:45:53 UTC
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Testing... testing...

Are these posting?

Will Dockery
2016-11-26 05:37:54 UTC
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Post by Michael Pendragon
PICTURE PERFECT
Can't be a photograph
to match
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
I'm liking that, as what I'm mulling as a small chapbook of short poems and haiku, this one would fit in well. (This has been a long planned project, as simple as it sounds... I was reminded because I intended earlier on including the collaboration with George Dance "The Truth", as well)
Will Dockery
2016-12-19 00:04:47 UTC
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The bulk of my poetry was, at least partially, composed on little
pocket-sized (or slightly larger that I carry inside the waistline of my
pants) spiral notebooks. I've even used some yellow ones, only those had
tear-off sheets instead of spirals.

I find that writing on notepads works best, because I can write on the
hour-plus bus ride to and from my job, while hanging out in the laundromat,
relaxing at Bear Mountain while the kids fish, etc.

Also, the internet is too big a distraction.
Post by Will Dockery
A Creature of the Age
Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.
Get removed from it.
"When's it done?"
"How do you know
when sex is done?"
I've got no clue as to what you're talking about here. I'm sure you're
probably going for this effect, but I've never been a fan of poetry (or any
form of writing/art) that's intentionally vague.
Post by Will Dockery
Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.
I *think* the subject is actually touched on here, but only because
memory/thought vs photographed reality is mentioned later. "Turn it to the
wall" in line one sounds like it's referring to a portrait ... but I've
heard of anyone else cooking one.
Post by Will Dockery
In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.
Metaphoric museum of stored memories? Or is the speaker a successful
artist? Or is he a blue collar painter who just put a fresh coat on the
walls of some museum?
Post by Will Dockery
Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...
A grumpy Taoist?
Post by Will Dockery
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
The last four lines express a nice thought.

And the title doesn't help any: I don't know what seemingly unconnected
ramblings on art, photography, memory, sex and cooking have to do with being
a "creature of the age".

I would suggest paring it down and switching the title:

PICTURE PERFECT

Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.

I need to remember this for my upcoming collection of short poetry...

Changing thread title to aid me with that.
George Dance
2015-08-03 16:42:51 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
A Creature of the Age
Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.
Get removed from it.
"When's it done?"
"How do you know
when sex is done?"
Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.
In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.
Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
-Will Dockery
One thing that screams "new writer" to me here is the use of commas at almost every line end. I know you don't do that nowadays, but I think it's worth mentioning in general because a lot of writers of poetry (including me) have tended to do that when starting out.

I think it comes from having learned to write in prose, where one uses punctuation to indicate pauses in thought or speaking, while not having yet learned that line breaks play that role in poetry. It's the reason I've advised some new poets to start by eliminating *all* end-line punctuation, and then add it in only afterward, and only where absolutely necessary.
Will Dockery
2015-08-03 17:08:50 UTC
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Post by George Dance
Post by Will Dockery
A Creature of the Age
Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.
Get removed from it.
"When's it done?"
"How do you know
when sex is done?"
Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.
In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.
Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
-Will Dockery
One thing that screams "new writer" to me here is the use of commas at almost every line end. I know you don't do that nowadays, but I think it's worth mentioning in general because a lot of writers of poetry (including me) have tended to do that when starting out.
I think it comes from having learned to write in prose, where one uses punctuation to indicate pauses in thought or speaking, while not having yet learned that line breaks play that role in poetry. It's the reason I've advised some new poets to start by eliminating *all* end-line punctuation, and then add it in only afterward, and only where absolutely necessary.
Yes, one thing that annoys me about my work I posted to the internet back then was similarly, this strange use of a period in titles, such as the original posting of this was probably "A Creature of the Age."

I eliminated all of those, or continue to, in new postings, but the many useless commas and such were mostly kept... absolutely, a great heads-up on that here from you today, and will work on getting those repaired from this point on.

Thanks also, Pendragon, for the in-depth review, above... I have to get moving on multiple "first of the month" errands for a while today, so I'll get back to your critique a bit later.
--
The 7th Annual AIDS 5k (WALK or RUN)
Saturday, September 12th 2015 at 8 am

Great job, Jeremy Scott Hobbs, make it so, and engage. Looking forward to another fun time providing the soundtrack music for the 7th Annual Event with my comrades of The Shadowville All-Stars and special music, poetry & art guests. :D

Check out "Walking (To The Edge Of Town Tonight) / Will Dockery & Deby Love-Payne" - https://www.reverbnation.com/willdockery/song/23942838-walking-to-edge-town-tonight--will
g***@hotmail.com
2015-08-04 18:51:53 UTC
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On 3-Aug-2015, George Dance
Post by George Dance
I've advised some new poets
Of course you have, mensageorge.

haha hilarious.
Peter J Ross
2015-08-05 18:43:35 UTC
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In alt.arts.poetry.comments on Mon, 3 Aug 2015 09:42:51 -0700 (PDT),
George Dance wrote:

<clueless self-admiring whine snipped>
Post by George Dance
writers of poetry (including me)
Why do you lie all the time, Dunce?

Plagiarists of poetry (including you) don't count as writers.

<clueless self-admiring whine snipped>
--
PJR :-)

τὸν οἰόμενον νόον ἔχειν ὁ νουθετέων ματαιοπονεῖ.
- Democritus
Will Dockery
2015-08-21 05:14:24 UTC
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Post by George Dance
Post by Will Dockery
A Creature of the Age
Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.
Get removed from it.
"When's it done?"
"How do you know
when sex is done?"
Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.
In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.
Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
-Will Dockery
One thing that screams "new writer" to me here is the use of commas at almost every line end. I know you don't do that nowadays, but I think it's worth mentioning in general because a lot of writers of poetry (including me) have tended to do that when starting out.
I think it comes from having learned to write in prose, where one uses punctuation to indicate pauses in thought or speaking, while not having yet learned that line breaks play that role in poetry. It's the reason I've advised some new poets to start by eliminating *all* end-line punctuation, and then add it in only afterward, and only where absolutely necessary.
Excellent points, George, I forgot to mention this earlier.

:D
Will Dockery
2016-11-26 05:49:27 UTC
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Post by George Dance
Post by Will Dockery
A Creature of the Age
Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.
Get removed from it.
"When's it done?"
"How do you know
when sex is done?"
Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.
In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.
Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
-Will Dockery
One thing that screams "new writer" to me here is the use of commas at almost every line end. I know you don't do that nowadays, but I think it's worth mentioning in general because a lot of writers of poetry (including me) have tended to do that when starting out.
I think it comes from having learned to write in prose, where one uses punctuation to indicate pauses in thought or speaking, while not having yet learned that line breaks play that role in poetry. It's the reason I've advised some new poets to start by eliminating *all* end-line punctuation, and then add it in only afterward, and only where absolutely necessary.
Agreed, as you know, or agreed at least partially.
Will Dockery
2016-12-19 01:04:47 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
A Creature of the Age
Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.
Get removed from it.
"When's it done?"
"How do you know
when sex is done?"
Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.
In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.
Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
-Will Dockery
One thing that screams "new writer" to me here is the use of commas at
almost every line end. I know you don't do that nowadays, but I think it's
worth mentioning in general because a lot of writers of poetry (including
me) have tended to do that when starting out.

I think it comes from having learned to write in prose, where one uses
punctuation to indicate pauses in thought or speaking, while not having yet
learned that line breaks play that role in poetry. It's the reason I've
advised some new poets to start by eliminating *all* end-line punctuation,
and then add it in only afterward, and only where absolutely necessary.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------

Thanks again, George D.

:)
Will Dockery
2017-06-04 06:52:05 UTC
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Post by George Dance
Post by Will Dockery
A Creature of the Age
Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.
Get removed from it.
"When's it done?"
"How do you know
when sex is done?"
Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.
In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.
Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
-Will Dockery
https://groups.google.com/d/msg/alt.arts.poetry.comments/giS6dipCP1w/jUd5iuI0VQgJ
Post by George Dance
One thing that screams "new writer" to me here is the use of commas at almost every line end. I know you don't do that nowadays, but I think it's worth mentioning in general because a lot of writers of poetry (including me) have tended to do that when starting out.
I think it comes from having learned to write in prose, where one uses punctuation to indicate pauses in thought or speaking, while not having yet learned that line breaks play that role in poetry. It's the reason I've advised some new poets to start by eliminating *all* end-line punctuation, and then add it in only afterward, and only where absolutely necessary.
Ah... this is what I was thinking of, and it is slightly different from the current discussion, but definitely relates.
b***@gmail.com
2015-08-03 23:36:58 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
A Creature of the Age
Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.
Get removed from it.
"When's it done?"
"How do you know
when sex is done?"
Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.
In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.
Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
-Will Dockery
I have turned lover's to the wall (with consent) at unusual places beyond the bedroom and in fact "let it cook" (or so I thought, being filled with young pride)..when it's done it's done...the drive-in comes to mind...(no pun intended)

But memories do linger as grey hairs are the only things multiplying these days.......and even if my take is so very wrong, I'm sticking with it..

BPJ
Will Dockery
2015-08-04 19:15:54 UTC
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Post by b***@gmail.com
Post by Will Dockery
A Creature of the Age
Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.
Get removed from it.
"When's it done?"
"How do you know
when sex is done?"
Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.
In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.
Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
-Will Dockery
I have turned lover's to the wall (with consent) at unusual places beyond the bedroom and in fact "let it cook" (or so I thought, being filled with young pride)..when it's done it's done...the drive-in comes to mind...(no pun intended)
But memories do linger as grey hairs are the only things multiplying these days.......and even if my take is so very wrong, I'm sticking with it..
BPJ
Thanks, Jimmy... I think you were picking up the mild Bukowski bent I was on at that time, yet not wanting to go so much into, what was once called "when the absurd courts the vulgar" completely.
Peter J Ross
2015-08-05 18:45:54 UTC
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In alt.arts.poetry.comments on Mon, 3 Aug 2015 16:36:58 -0700 (PDT),
Post by b***@gmail.com
I have turned lover's to the wall (with consent) at unusual places
beyond the bedroom and in fact "let it cook" (or so I thought, being
filled with young pride)..when it's done it's done...the drive-in
comes to mind...(no pun intended)
But memories do linger as grey hairs are the only things multiplying
these days.......and even if my take is so very wrong, I'm sticking
with it..
Have you ever thought about trying to learn a language other than
Illiterate Moron?

Just curious.
--
PJR :-)

τὸν οἰόμενον νόον ἔχειν ὁ νουθετέων ματαιοπονεῖ.
- Democritus
Will Dockery
2015-08-15 05:53:46 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
A Creature of the Age
Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.
Get removed from it.
"When's it done?"
"How do you know
when sex is done?"
Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.
In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.
Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
-Will Dockery
I have turned lover's to the wall (with consent) at unusual places beyond
the bedroom and in fact "let it cook" (or so I thought, being filled with
young > pride)..when it's done it's done...the drive-in comes to
mind...(no pun intended)
But memories do linger as grey hairs are the only things multiplying these
days.......and even if my take is so very wrong, I'm sticking with it..
BPJ
Thanks again for the read and commentary, Jimmy.
Will Dockery
2016-12-02 16:59:04 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
A Creature of the Age
Turn it
to the wall,
and let it cook.
Get removed from it.
"When's it done?"
"How do you know
when sex is done?"
Photographic
from memory,
gestural sketches
of thought.
In the museum theater,
soft light,
recently seen good paint.
Moving, moved at,
moving with,
everything agitates...
Can't be a photograph,
to match,
this memory.
The way I see it inside.
-Will Dockery
I have turned lover's to the wall (with consent) at unusual places beyond
the bedroom and in fact "let it cook" (or so I thought, being filled with
young pride)..when it's done it's done...the drive-in comes to mind...(no
pun intended)

But memories do linger as grey hairs are the only things multiplying these
days.......and even if my take is so very wrong, I'm sticking with it..

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Thanks again for the read and response, Jimmy.

:)
b***@gmail.com
2016-12-03 02:49:40 UTC
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My pleasure
George John
2016-12-10 04:18:16 UTC
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This one has a simple beauty
Will Dockery
2016-12-19 00:06:35 UTC
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Post by b***@gmail.com
My pleasure
Hurry on back, my Facebook friend.

:)
Peter J Ross
2016-12-19 00:55:02 UTC
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In alt.arts.poetry.comments on Sun, 18 Dec 2016 19:06:35 -0500, Will
Post by Will Dockery
Hurry on back, my Facebook friend.
We all know that that's the only kind of friend you've ever had.
--
PJR :-)

τὸν οἰόμενον νόον ἔχειν ὁ νουθετέων ματαιοπονεῖ.
- Democritus
Will Dockery
2016-12-01 16:07:45 UTC
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Story completed...

Time to move forward, and get back to the poetry.

😎
Will Dockery
2016-12-19 01:36:19 UTC
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Thanks to everyone for reading and writing...
Will Dockery
2018-12-23 18:34:30 UTC
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Thanks for the nod, General Zod.

😊
Michael Pendragon
2018-12-24 02:17:50 UTC
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Post by Will Dockery
Thanks for the nod, General Zod.
Yeah, yeah ... Did sucks your balls. Yaddayaddayadda.
Will Dockery
2018-12-24 02:24:54 UTC
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Pendragon gay lame of the day, noted and archived.

:)
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