Thursday, December 15, 2011

Discourses In Poetics: A Reductionist Poem By Thomas L. Vaultonburg

Discourses In Poetics

How does one become
A poet the Master asked.


By ignoring the stream's babbling
And the willow's mumbles?
The Acolyte replied


No!
Answered the Master (a stream)
By paying no attention to 
The wind's folly 


But the newly minted poet
Was already chasing the moon 
Across a drunken horizon






Shall the poet speak
Of suffering
Asked the Acolyte


To the Master at
His opium pipe






How do I capture
The poem asked
The Acolyte


Like packing the bag
of an unwelcome guest
The Master rejoined


But I'm not going anywhere
Said the Acolyte


The Master frowned






What is the purpose of the Poet
Asked the Acolyte


Silence.
I am attempting to access
Your bank account
Said the Master.