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0 posted 2003-01-26 06:24 PM


The Man Who Wrote On Everything


There was a man, wrote poems
on everything; on napkins, shingles,
on a crepe, scrawled couplets
on the backs of business cards;
scrolled sonnets down a roll
of toilet paper once, I think.
I wasn't there to see it.
Some of those were lost,
though sycophants did what
they could to save them afterward.

Therein lies the problem.
It was tragic, really,
putting verses everywhere
like that. He'd lose all track
of where he was and what
was going on, just grab
a pen and something flat,
go crazy ‘til the thing was full.
He wrote on towels,
made sheets of sheets,
of baseball caps,
a runway model's chest --
he wrecked a tile store once,
the bill horrendous.

Never rightly valued them,
though fans of course
collected everything to scan
and print in books. He'd scribble
in the margins and just shrug
when publishers complained.
Then too, each thing he wrote on
lost its purpose, turned into,
well, just another surface for a poem.
And the fuss when TV people
made it news and tried to interview him!  
Picture Connie Chung, a haiku
strung across her forehead
to the eyebrows. End of story, and she
wouldn't hold still for the scanner.

Like I said, the tragedy
was that things lost their purpose
and he lost a little too with every one
although the sycophants kept
saving what they could.
It's tragic too, the way he died.
One day he wrote an ode
(unfinished) all across his windshield,
right there on the 405. They had to
piece it back together speck by speck
to read it, by which time he'd lost
the chance to finish.

Yet they haven't given up,
and they're still waiting.
Seems they buried him and
left the tombstone blank,
in case the spirit moves him
one more time. Each day somebody
brings a freshly sharpened pencil,
and they hold a little séance there
on birthdays, hoping still.


Ed Ratledge
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Kethry
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1 posted 2003-01-26 06:32 PM


Ratleader,
sounds like he had a focussed point of view and a persistent personality. Some graffiti artists are like that. You wrote this well with a sense of mania, as if you were writing feverishly to get it all down.
Kethry

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2 posted 2003-01-26 06:34 PM


He wrote on towels,
made sheets of sheets,
of baseball caps,
a runway model's chest --

Nothing wrong with that...lol!  
Liked the blank tombstone and the obsessive vein.

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3 posted 2003-01-26 06:35 PM



Ed, you had me turning every which way
with this...
first, "stop writing about me",
second..."don't DO this to yourself"
third...
I understand...
and fourth?  

It made me think of James Dean, but he didn't die on the 405...

Excellent!

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4 posted 2003-01-26 06:39 PM


LOL -- I WAS working feverishly! At the time I was all-too-close to (and downwind from, ecch!) an open sewer manhole, trying to look busy enough to seem important, while a crew was installing an odor control device in the pipe. Not a pretty scene.....

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Martie
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5 posted 2003-01-26 06:45 PM


Ed...obsessed on the 405, not a pretty way to die.  Enjoyed the story in this and the way it was written, with a touch of wit.
Nan
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6 posted 2003-01-27 12:19 PM


I'm still chuckling at the Connie Chung visage...

And I'll be expecting an update on the next birthday...

Kielo
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7 posted 2003-01-27 12:42 PM


This was excellent.

Kielo

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8 posted 2003-01-28 11:33 PM


He'd scribble
in the margins and just shrug

Neat write, you're good!

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9 posted 2003-01-28 11:43 PM


Sometimes you laugh as you write 'em. I did with this one -- it was completely no-holds-barred. With this kind of subject you can write ANYTHING that comes into your head!

I'd just finished reading a book of Alfred Brendel's poetry and three of Billy Collins, back to back....talk about an overdose....


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