Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.



Saturday, January 4, 2014

up against the wall motherfucker 1968

they shot the poet kenneth koch
with blanks
at st. marks poetry church
in new york city
-late 60s.
then after that, that guy from 'black mask'
went with his new wife
to forage in the deserts
of new mexico for thirty years.
he missed more wars
and more poets
that he could've been so angry about,
out there
in the flatulently crisp heat
of the desert.

in new york
they still read poetry
about trees and buildings
fairly regularly,
and the revolution is still somewhere
between the backburner and
the frontlines.

will we grow old in our tweed?
complacent against the blanks
or will we burn away in the desert
making new poets out of the
armidillos. ?