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Classic Poetic Dysleixa

October 21, 2024 – 8:56 am

Edgar Allen Poe, Hart Crane, Willam Yeats 1916 Frank o’Hara, Bukowski, Ginsberg, The Rubiyat of Omar Khayyam Ezra Pound, Emily Dickenson, Sylvia Plath, Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva Every one of them considered mad to write poetry. My words of madness find me on the George Washington Bridge resisting the urge to fly Hart Crane’s supposed last […]

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May 3, 1978 – Journal Entry

October 21, 2024 – 1:01 am

Am I a poet? Some people think so Not many But most consider poets wastrels without money Today, tomorrow, yesterday Throughout time Poets have suffered Scorn, hatred, ridicule, apathy, love, and poverty___ Hart Crane wrote THE BRIDGE A brilliant poem How many dawns, chill from his rippling rest The seagull’s wings shall dip and pivot […]

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Drifting On the Sea – Hart Crane – Poem by Peter Nolan Smith

February 14, 2021 – 9:54 pm

Published Feb 14, 2021 Sunken fishermen struggle to swim Without anyone warm enough to shed a tear and they know who will join the sea. The night stars illuminate the path to nothing. for a drunken poet someplace to be other than the wet Caribbean A ship’s aft lights dim in the dark and the […]

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A Walk On A Bridge

June 27, 2020 – 1:45 am

On a gray November morning in 2016 I woke up in my Fort Greene atelier and looked out my window. Condos along Fulton Avenue blocked my view to the west. Thailand and my family lay on the other side of the world. I hadn’t seen my children for over a year. I missed them more […]

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May 2, 1978

May 2, 2020 – 1:54 am

Am I a poet? People think so, but they consider poets wastrels without money. Throughout time poets have suffered scorn, hatred, ridicule, apathy, love, and poverty. Hart Crane wrote THE BRIDGE. Sailors threw him off a ship in the middle of the Caribbean. Poe died from drugs, Byron succumbed to disease in Greece, and Joyce […]

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