Here is the poem I wrote and shared yesterday at the reading. Poetry is often best when heard rather than lying about on a page. However, you will note the “poem within a poem” along the left hand margin, accented by extra space. Of course, that part was lost on listeners. It was still very well received.
I really enjoy things put together in the vernacular. I think you can be both literate and use simple language effectively. After all, the entire purpose, written OR spoken, is to communicate. So why not write as we speak?
A Lecture For Daughters
Get on a train.
Sit next to a junkie.
Wonder where he was last night? But
Refuse to eat the Wonder bread (and not for the reasons they tell you you shouldn’t)
Don’t hitchhike on the soul of another (instead, thumb your way to Whynot, North Carolina)
Steal the purse, without having a wallet.
Give birth to the brother you never had.
Share him with the aunt you fail to visit.
Be an intractable fuck, in the erstwhile game.
Make orphans of your damsels.
Force them to work.
Grieve the death of each Beatle, no matter how late it is.