III — The Valiant

The city is tired
and the peo­ple are watch­ing
of watch­ing the city’s
          bend sin­is­ter,

with the same sor­row
and the same song
and the same

We, the city,
the valiant

why noth­ing

Why time is la­con­ic;

Performance note: Wear “who the fuck is tremont?” shirt if read­ing.

This needs to go some­where else, but right now I don’t know where to take it and main­tain its sparse­ness.


The city is tired
and the peo­ple are watch­ing
of watch­ing the city’s
          bend sin­is­ter.

The streets roll over in their sleep.

Where are the valiant
on the ten o’clock news?
Who still won­ders
why time is la­con­ic;

Still not right, but bet­ter.

4 thoughts on “III — The Valiant

  1. I’m nev­er one to not throw about an opin­ion about some­one else’s po­et­ry. So here it is:

    This is a re­al­ly good po­em. But the Kookaburras (sym­bol­ic of na­ture (organic/​mechanic?) don’t seem to fit. Maybe they’re sort of left hang­ing — no elab­o­ra­tion, that that par­tic­ualr sec­tion car­ries less im­agery than the oth­ers and is there­fore not com­ing across as strong­ly.

    And keep in mind you can al­ways tell me to shut the fuck up. I might even lis­ten.

  2. Dudeman, I’m a work­shop­ping whore. The more opin­ions I get the bet­ter. I’m stub­born enough to ig­nore them all if I think I should.

    I think the Kookaburras are bad be­cause they too ob­vi­ous­ly act as a sym­bol for some­thing and that is lame.

  3. God…I had the same thought con­cern­ing the Kookaburras as PTB. How did we spend three years tear­ing apart people’s writ­ing from op­po­site cor­ners to end up all peace­ful and lovey dovey? 

    Anyway, I think you’re right that this po­em needs to go some­where else. Maybe sit on it for a bit or write a few sen­tences elu­ci­dat­ing what you’d like it to say be­fore work­ing it out with­in the po­em.

    Good work.

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