Perennial Measure: A Sergeant’s Wife’s Head On My Sleep-Deprived Shoulder on Liberated Corregidor: an Anti-War Confession

Friday, September 18, 2009

A Sergeant’s Wife’s Head On My Sleep-Deprived Shoulder on Liberated Corregidor: an Anti-War Confession

Non-alcoholized but sleepy, I’ve bestowed fervor

On the surreptitious, and so welcome back home to

Love. Sumptuously latent, though laughably/softly

Incredulous, am with the army still, the marinated

Fury, fomenting fearlessness, without ‘em noisy

Barometers for measuring men. With trepidation

Still upon humanity, kiss forgery awhile, crank up

Sonatas, pirouettes, and painterly history-data lines,

United winners feeling defeated, brandishing no

Enemy’s bandolier. “What the-?” went a woke,

Stunned, sad commander, seeing drowsy veterans

Kissing crying widows. “May their husbands R.I.P.!”

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About "Perennial Measure," the first blogged poetry volume on this site:

On the seventh day in the writing of this collection, or perhaps already subconsciously during the making of that first poem, it became clear that this series, Perennial Measure (the volume), shall be about the practice of poetry and art. Having laid that assumption down, trying to follow that course, however, I saw that I was able to move later to the creation of pieces on various other themes, as if I was trying to present to my reader those various themes and issues that confront a poet in his life and everyday world, qua poet. But, so as not to veer too far away from my central theme, the series would interrupt that straying again to make me go back to pieces strictly on poetry or art. And that push and pull from the central theme went on to the end of the volume project (which targeted 56 pieces or 56 printed book pages worth). So, approach this collection thus, then, should it please you, and consider reading the last poem, "Perennial Failure," against the first one, "Perennial Measure." Otherwise, you can just approach the section or volume or book how you would rather, as maybe you should. Here is Perennial Measure, the blogged poetry book within this eponymously titled Perennial Measure blogged literary creations site.