poetry is dead

they keep saying that
as if somehow
willing a throat closed
that has no body
will kill it

as if beauty
will not spring up
unplanned & rioting
between cracks
in the concrete
whether it is wanted
or not,
like dandelions–
you may call them weeds
but their yellowness

rivals sunlight
in bringing brightness
& paperclip chains
lack that
spontaneous play

all flowers know
& those roots
grow far too deep
to pull,
embedded in dreams

& we don’t want to kill those,
at least not yet

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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16 Responses to poetry is dead

  1. davidtrudel says:

    Some of us keep fighting invasive species, you know, accountants and economists and project managers and that sort of thing, who have blinded themselves to the beauty and wonder of the world a poet sees. Today let’s celebrate the weeds.

    • Hmmm–I do know a few economists and project managers who sneak out a poem or two on the side (sometimes way more than that). Let’s celebrate the weeds, and give them buttercup, dandelion, and daisy bouquets!

  2. Bruce Ruston says:

    I’m not sure what state it is in but there does seem to be a digital resurgence – so many blogs etc

  3. This just speaks to me–nature and poetry are the conscience of the universe

  4. Seb says:

    It’s not dead but it is becoming increasingly respectable, which is possibly worse than dead!

  5. Green Speck says:

    Poetry shouldn’t be dead, rather it should gain a rebirth of sorts !!!

  6. davidtrudel says:

    There’s a very lively poetry community here in Victoria. Lots of readings, performances, slams, publications, etc. The Spoken Word scene is awesome; performance poets who outdo the puerile performers we’re used to on TV. The online international community continually surprises as well.

    • Yes! We have a large group here in Buffalo I am proud to be part of, too, what with all the universities here. Poetry is far from dead–the title was of course tongue-in-cheek–but it is climbing out of the ivory tower and making some noise ๐Ÿ™‚

      YAY for that!

  7. nelle says:

    Nothing in one’s heart ever dies, not its essence. So long as humans speak words, some will find their passion in poetry, in opera, in ballet, and a million art forms what makes some roll their eyes and others gasp in awe, taken away.

  8. Jeremy Nathan Marks says:

    As silly as this might sound, I am thinking of “Rock is Dead” by The Who.

    “Rock is dead/ Long live rock!”

    It isn’t quite as arresting or beautiful as the images you are using, by the spirit is, I think, the same.

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