Monday, October 10, 2011

[Emxistential] The Spiracle Manifesto

 Should it be a blend of the exotic and avant garde? Metered or free-flowing? Sardonic or, epic?
What makes a poem tick for us?
My Ideal Poem
1.        As a reader
a.      Be easy, but not fawning –
Words as candies, landmarks, unwrapped,
Exposed by sin of careless omission,
or overexposition, leaving little
Or, none
to the virginal vision
Make me a pioneer
Exploring new
b.       Because the body can only take so much
Always the mind leans toward the sunset, dusk,
Dawn, baby’s touch, things soft and subtle
Therefore, if it cannot impersonate the moon
It must razzle-dazzle, stun, be entertaining
Enough for the spirit to look again, recoil, leap
Ballerina in a dance of (un)words
            Style as form and function
                        Holding both the audience and stage captive, entranced
                        Terpsichorean’s swan
c.        & where indulgence is inevitably human –
Student peeking at review notes
Bungee jumper before the jump, revalidating
What is already known, sometimes
It must allow for the diametric opposition –
What Arabic calligraphy is to Greek
Apocalypsis before Genesis,
Ending before beginning;
d.       Hence, Be
That as it may, let the piece stand, god-like
As a captain alerting me to go
Back to start, because truth is
       2. As a writer
True poets know when,
When not to (un)word, therefore, it ought to
Be punctuated properly
In short, Just 
What's too good to be
 ©2011 Emeniano Acain Somoza, Jr. Co-Editor, Spiracle


Wrexie said...

I share this reverence for the word. There is a balance in all things and an art to understanding when less is more and when more is required to bridge the sacred space between writer and reader.

Barbara said...

In short, this manifesto leaves room enough for the imagination to cartwheel, skydive and deep-sea fish -- all at the same time. I find myself coming back to revisit these words every few days or so. I always see something new -- something I missed in the previous readings.

Tha Aquablogger said...

It's been some time since I was added that I was deeply unwording. I was deeply working with sound and fury, signifying nothing, as it turns out. However, this composition reminds me why I have returned to poetry after years of expression through music, the ultimate unwording! I long for the confines of words just as Richard Strauss fought, but returned to, the confines of the tonal system.

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