Friday 26 April 2013

Hopeful - An Erasure of Alan Ginsberg's Howl. NaPoWriMo Day 26


Hopeful   (Howl Alan Ginsberg - an Erasure NaPoWriMo Day 26)
 
I saw the destroyed, dragging themselves through streets at dawn
looking for an angry connection to the starry tatters
and in the supernatural darkness cities contemplating jazz.
Listening to the Terror through the wall,
as a belt ate fire, drank death.
 
Nightmares endless, blind shuddering in the mind
leaping between rooftops,  blinking tree vibrations.
Rantings chained themselves to noise,
battered bleak, drained of fire,
whispering
of memories and wars,
of the winter midnight shadow
who burned cigarette holes in their arms. 
 
Human caresses of love in cemeteries,
golden threads,
a candle in the sunset
and stolen
poems.
 
Rickety rows
faded in dreams,
woke sudden
suicidal romance,
full of onions and bad music,
breathing and roses.
 
Cough crowned with flame
under scribbled incantations.
 
Looking for an egg, every day for the next decade,
and forced to open,
they thought they were growing old and cried.
 
Clatters of iron walked away unknown
and danced on broken moans
journeying to
each other's jail-solitude.
 
Hopeless cathedrals pray for impossible criminals
with the charm of black hypnotism,
concrete, in one midnight stone
as heavy as the moon.
Nothing but hopeful hallucination.
 
A sudden flash
trapped a thousand years.
 






 
 
 


 
 

. Day 26. I know the ballad from Day 25 is missing. You will have it soon. xxx

3 comments:

  1. Wow, that is fun. I'm going to have to try this.

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    1. Sarah L Dixon26 April 2013 07:59

      Go for it. Do find something very long to start with because to make it into something else you need a lot of material to play with! I will look out for yours x

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  2. Go for it. Do find something very long to start with because to make it into something else you need a lot of material to play with! I will look out for yours x

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