this is lyric
flowing forth unphased
on the wings of the
spray of spit that soars
from the delicate tip of declaiming tongue,
pronouncing syllables swiftly
pausing only occasionally,
pausing only for breath
it initially appears, although
after some observation
after some adaptation
to this peculiar poetic pose,
one might be persuaded perhaps
that the poet pauses for effect:
the effect of giving his audience
in the front two rows
some respite from the lyrical thunderstorm
of spittle rained upon them by the wind of inspiration.
Pray without ceasing,
Give thanks in everything
for this is the will of God,
this is the means of grace,
this is the opening of the gates of heaven,
this is the shattering of the walls of Jericho,
this is the tearing of the Temple curtain,
this is the unveiling of the mystery,
this is the demonstration of the power,
this is the vision of the glory,
this is the HALLELUJAH.
and again I say—
Afternoon, and the clouds
have scattered all the crowds
of summer, and the touts
selling punt tours are still out-
side and wearing their plastic
waterproof smiles, they ask if
you’d be interested—
1. Steal like an artist.
2. Don’t wait until you know who you are to make things.
3. Write the book you want to read.
4. Use your hands.
5. Side projects and hobbies are important.
6. The Secret: Do good work, then put it where people can see it.
7. Geography is no longer our master.
8. Be nice. (The world is a small town)
9. Be boring. (It’s the only way to get work done).
10. Creativity is subtraction