Medieval metaphors made molten
From smelters pour golden inspirations
Forming the meld of American spirit
William Shakespeare shook out the cobble stones
And delivered us the metaphor of morality and love
Psychology and introspection a
History of the rise and fall of Kings.
As this foundation stuck to the ages
And was carried on small wagons across
American plains to fill cold nights with
Tales and poetry opening up the
Minds of young industrious Yankees.
So Whitman took the book and transposed
The old English voice into the rambling
Preamble of the Frontier Epic.
To open the roads to dreams of new beginnings
In a place where Men’s spirit alone can create
Everything he needs to be whole. Here in
The Wild Yonder…where he mends walls with Frost.
A stone’s turn
To William’s rigid
Architecture
Constructed
Modernism
A new rhythm
Inflamed
With Jazz
And a desire
To vanquish
Sentimentalities
And strip
The poetic
Vocal chord
Down
To its
Objective
Objectified
Truth that
Documents but
Leaves the
Spirit
Longing—
The point—
Perhaps in
This dis-
Enfranchised
Voice
song without
It’s own desires —
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