Click on image to enlarge
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
About Me
- Wally Keeler
- Peoples Republic of Poetry
- Published in the following literary/art journals: PRISM International, pseudonym: 422-902-510; IMPULSE, pseudonym: Peoples Republic of Poetry; WAVES, pseudonym: 422-902-510; The FIDDLEHEAD, pseudonym: 422-902-510; DESCANT, pseudonym: 422-902-510; OPEN LETTER, pseudonym: Peoples Republic of Poetry; RAMPIKE, pseudonym: Peoples Republic of Poetry; OTHER VOICES, pseudonym: 422-902-510; WEST COAST REVIEW, pseudonym: 422-902-510; MACLEANS, pseudonym: Peoples Republic of Poetry; CAROUSEL & MISUNDERSTANDINGS as Wally Keeler; WALKING ON THE GREENHOUSE ROOF, published by Delta Canada, Montreal, 1969; 1ST INTERIM REPORT OF THE COMMISSION ON THE CAUSES AND MANIFESTATIONS OF DIVERGENT THINK PROCEDURE CONCERING THE FIRST TEN YEARS OF THE HISTORY OF THE PEOPLES REPUBLIC OF POETRY, Samizdata Publications, Toronto, 1981
Subscribe To Poetency & Apoetasy
Posts
Comments
4 comments:
W. H. Auden in The Poet & The City, wrote:
What is peculiar and novel to our age is that the principal goal of politics in every advanced society is not, strickly speaking, a political one, that is to say, it is not concerned with human beings as persons and citizens but with human bodies, with the precultural, prepolitical human creature. It is, perhaps, inevitable that respect for the liberty of the individual should have so greatly diminished and the authoritarian powers of the State have so greatly increased from what they were fifty years ago, for the main political issue today is concerned not with human liberties but with human necessities."
"In our age, the mere making of a work of art is itself a political act. So long as artists exist, making what they please and think they ought to make, even if it is not terribly good, even if it appeals to only a handful of people, they remind the Management [& union leaders] of something managers [& union leaders] need to be reminded of, namely that the managed are people with faces, not anonymous members, that Homo Laborums is also Homo Ludens."
"And were an epitaph to be my story I'd have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world."
Robert Frost
(not Carl Sandburg)
You want muscle, Keeler delivers some here:
http://poetency.blogspot.com/2009/01/wal-martyr-poetry-performance.html
And Ryan surprisingly said- PENIS
Why he said this i know not, though laughter roars like roaring lion's. Laughter is gods mightiest remedy. To laugh is like walking in god's gardens, walk through once and you want to come back. through tears through rain, through sunny days, laugter is the mighties drug
Post a Comment