So since I’m feeling all ‘writerly’ today, I thought I’d share my favorite poem of all time.
It’s about poop.
This should surprise NO ONE!!!!
However, I went looking for the book that had ‘Poop’ in it (The Maverick Poets I believe it’s called… it had a black cover) and now I can’t find it. I believe it to be in Computer Room #1 which is where all my stuff has been…well, stuffed, but I had no luck finding it.
I did however, just purchase an entire book of Gerald Locklin’s poems. It doesn’t have ‘Poop’ in it, though. But here’s a different poem that I like also. Not as much as ‘Poop’, because it doesn’t have any reference to poop. But it’s pretty good.
a tyrant for our times
it’s in his novel ham on rye now
but I remember bukowski telling
a long time ago
how his father used to beat him.
and when he’d turn to his mother for help.
she would intone, ‘the father is always right.’
I liked the way it sounded
And so, even though I don’t beat my kids
I do like to tell them
‘the father is always right.’
They tell me to get fucked.
By Gerald Locklin from the firebird poems
It’s no ‘Poop’ but I like it.