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The Mad Village Poet -9 (Original)

Fields north of the Protva River. The west end...

English: West Rock, Warwick Warwick is a hill ...

Please refer to my post @ https://ifeelshadows.wordpress.com/2012/07/16/my-idyllic-village-experience/ for a background to the story.

Time to walk the open streets of poetry
Though many preferring safety-sheds and lookouts.
However, the monkey struts in it
Having mastery of arts,
And immune from trial in court.
The wisdom of the Creator.
The beauty of art.
Is the writer just a creator of words,
Bored with the very essence?
And, knowing there is no end to words,
Shouldn’t there be enough to go round?
(Give hear, you unemployed ones!)
And, now, some will say:
Some writers have command of the literal world.
-Hmm!!!-
And after the elaborate journey into literal insanity,
Won’t the mad poet get bored?
(Wonder if his rants are not considered insults
To the job description of the writer.)
Won’t he then do what he knows best
-Thinking and writing like one who loves monkey soup!

Explained -The Mad Village Poet 4

English: Saimiri sciureus. Français : Saimiri ...

English: Saimiri sciureus. Français : Saimiri sciureus. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Please refer to my post @ https://ifeelshadows.wordpress.com/2012/07/16/my-idyllic-village-experience/ for a background to the story.

Original(O): “Would you try a monkey in a human court of law?
Why would you bury a monkey beside me?”
Explained(E): Remember how I likened myself to a monkey at times, just for poetic effect? Now, I am trying to excuse myself from any literature criticism. However, this doesn’t mean my writings cannot be criticised.
Nevertheless, remember (from part 2 of The Mad Village Poet) the monkey also does have a say in the arts.
I know though, that when things come right down to it, I will be guilty of poetaster like any other human poet could. I will still be sentenced like, and buried beside, a human being!
O: “Even now, old age is telling on me,
My handwriting a written proof.”
E: I honestly can’t claim being old for the 9 years I have spent in the literal world. My writing can testify to that.
O: “Where is the maturity in writing?
Shouldn’t one just write for a long time?
Many words in many forms;
Then your handwriting will testify to the wealth of experience.”
E: I wish it were true that the more you write, the more maturity naturally comes into your writing!
Sometimes trying to be versatile doesn’t save one either. One doesn’t always get a better result for trying out something different.
O: “Is peace not a weak solution to violence?”
E: Literally, it is weak and non-violent, but usually a very effective one.
O: “But how do you overcome evil with a greater evil?”
E: Please, note that I have not said “violence” because, at times, a greater display of violence is used to quell a lesser.
I did mean “evil”.
O: “Yet one will think oneself to be wise!
Why not throw oneself into a cup of water?
And measure the amount of water displaced,
A true gauging of the vastness of one’s wisdom.”
E: If the wealth of wisdom possessed by any man could be quantified, then removed from the wealth of wisdom in the universe, I wonder if the impact felt will be more than “removing a drop of water from an ocean”.
O: “You think you have experienced peace and joy?
Never like when that first rocky lump of shit fell free;
And relief pacified my painful groaning.
I felt so light I literally floated into heaven!”
E: Apologies for this “shitty” line. It is meant as written. No wisdom behind it.
The simple relief felt from emptying out your loaded cranky bowels!
O: “Am I still writing this long?
Are you still reading this far?
And let none assess the maturity of this piece.
I don’t claim to be a connoisseur.
You think it’s mature?
Go over it again.
You think it’s disorderly?
Go over it again.
You think it’s a mixture?
Go over it again.
You think I am just free-styling?
Go over it again.
You don’t know what to think?
Go over it again.
You think I am bored and jobless?
What does that make one who has read this far?
Why not try hoping I could yet make something of it!
Useless don’t you think.
A good player knows when to fold his cards.”
E: As written!