NaPoWriMo April10, 2012 Day 10 /30

April 9, 2012

Tuesday April 10th, 2012 NaPoWriMo Day 10

Such is the role of poetry. It unveils, in the strict sense of the word. It lays bare, under a light which shakes off torpor, the surprising things which surround us and which our senses record mechanically.–Jean Cocteau

Mike Wallace (Myron Leon Wallace) the award-winning television journalist who’s controversial confrontational style of reporting on 60 Minutes led to some of the most talked about stories of our time died on April 7th.

Poets have often found themselves in the middle of controversies for writing provocative, and confrontational messages. Ginsberg’s Howl led to a landmark obscenity trial. And on April 7th, 2012 German writer-poet, Nobel Laureate Gunter Gass’ (Tin Drum) has found himself in the middle of a controversy for his poem What Must Be Said. (where he criticizes Israel’s threat of dropping an Atomic Bomb on Iran, the West’s hypocrisy regarding Nuclear policy and his native Germany as well).

(Good Blog reporting and the Poem can be found here: http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/blogpost/post/gunthergrass-says-he-was-criticizing-netanyahu-not-israel/2012/04/09/gIQApcnz5S_blog.html

The job of the poet is to render the world-to see it and report it without loss, without perversion. No poet ever talks about feelings. Only sentimental people do.— Mark Van Doren

Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world. — Percy Byshe Shelley

Is it too hot an issue for you investigate in a poem?

What should poets write about? What about writers being criticized, banned, censored? Are messengers (writers, journalists, artists) punished, and ostracized unfairly?

Let’s write a poem that addresses controversy , political poetry, artistic statements, and/ or investigative journalism. Your poem doesn’t have to be about one particular political issue or take a position on Middle East conflicts or policies—but your poem could address freedom of the press, free speech, making strong political statements through Art. Pro/Con/Historic or otherwise.

Any style, any form, try to keep it short (under 24 lines).

Write On.

April 9th Prompt Poems (be outrageous, be witty, be inspired by Baudelaire)

Litany against Satan
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Delicate, wise, narcissistic rascal
Misunderstood, betrayed, cast-out angel

Satanic leech ignore my weaknesses

Exiled trickster, vexed by power,
Fantasies, excuses, lies, deceit

Satanic leech ignore my weaknesses

Knowing too much, thirsting for attention
Resurrected from your fiery pit

Satanic leech ignore my weaknesses

King of the sinners, master of deceit
Alluring dancer of dark temptations

Satanic leech ignore my weaknesses

Healer of pain, misery’s pal
Bearing sweetest of instant gratification treats

Satanic Leech ignore my weaknesses

Death tickler, cruel sadist,
and insatiable masochist too

Satanic Leech ignore my weaknesses

Hope sucker, cynic, rebel, traitor
Bad boy, maker of epidemic disease

Satanic Leech ignore my weaknesses

Asbestos licker, mold painter, poison brewer
Bitter arsonist, soul torturer

Satanic Leech ignore my weaknesses

Dream stealer, doubt-maker,
Angry war mongering eternal vampire

Satanic Leech ignore my weaknesses

Depression digger, diseased destroyer
Gleam in whore’s eye; adrenalin of thief’s blood,

Satanic Leech ignore my weaknesses

Find your salve, your peace, see the light
Quench thy thirst, end your un-winnable fight.

Satanic Leech ignore my weaknesses

Nemesis of God, black hole of black holes
Salt of oceans, ash of land

Satanic Leech ignore my weaknesses

Let your diseased lava, cool to dead molten rock and your stubbornness bend
Thy spirit replenish its good, ask forgiveness; find humility; ascend.
Give water to the knowledge tree
Find faith, accept the good of thee
Abandon thy fiery pit and soar
And tempt weak mortal souls no more.

–inspired by Les Litanies de Satan by Charles Baudelair (The Litany of Satan)

By Teresa Jarmick

Mothers watched you

Piece of crap

Pterodactyl screeching

Talons rendering clouds

Exposing black heart beating,

Seeping through barren rib cage

Raining poison on budding fruit.

Rotting, Rotting,


Don’t watch, scream





The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’
Poetry is Everything
©2012 Christopher J. Jarmick All Rights Reserved


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