L'art du Got

i was very inspired by the character Irene Casey from Chuck Palahniuk's bestselling novel "Rant". unfortunately, i was a little too inspired maybe.

Let us take a stroll on this esplanade towards a consensus

Where we shall dine on devil's-food cake

Erstwhile the retrospections of our past introspections

And other dulcified courses of condescension.

 

Shall I sprinkle the batter with tacks and pointy cloves

To render you cautious as you munch on the victuals,

Allow you to grind them slowly while detecting those tacks

Very potent to make your tongue bleed or choke you to death?

 

Yes? Very well. The wisest I've heard from you in years.

High regard put to the significance of gradual mastication

For to harbor sweetness longer is to make everything sweeter

And enshrouded staples oblige you to consider its  majesty.

 

You examine for and spit pins from your mouth unto your plate.

Pray that you enjoy the stuff you choose to keep.

The endeavor may be epic but it was time well spent.

Appraisal! For while there is gold in the world, there's flesh too.

Reviews

[R J Askew]

I dunno 'Rant'. Like your title cos it hints at something...a state of mind maybe. The first line really appeals to me...'Ah yes, is that a consensus I see before mine eyes?' I just like it. '...the retrospections of our past introspections...' is even better. Love that. Ah yes, eau du intelligence is in the air. I like the wry 'Shall I sprinkle line...' and the marvellously arch '...to make your tongue bleed or choke you to death?' Shall I...shall I...? Ach, it is all so civilised. 'Yes, very well.' We sense the other party. And then the acid compliment, 'The wisest...etc' Marvellous. I can see two people huddled alone in the corner of some cafe...apart from the other patrons perhaps...and hear the tacks hitting the plate. The last line is dramatic and we cld ponder it's meaning for some time. Best never to leave the reader knowing all. We all have moments like this. The poem does not need to give them from A-Z as we provide our own details. So the poem is arftul in its wording and may trigger memories for the reader of similar moments.

[Dan Bullock]

F*****g strong visual writing again, I'm in awe over it, fantastic.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I haven't read this book either but it now peeks my interest after reading this... very well done.

[Spoken]

I've never heard of nor read the novel you mention in the description of this piece.. but none the less i did enjoy this piece very much.

intellagently put together and I thoroughly enjoyed the metaphor.. the batter being life, the tacks and pointy cloves being cautiounary tools and heightening our enjoyment of the pieces that are absent of those rough patches making the smooth creaminess of life that much more sweeter... lovely

High regard put to the significance of gradual mastication

Shall I sprinkle the batter with tacks and pointy cloves
To render you cautious as you munch on the victuals,

wonderful lines. Two thumbs up and a high five from me :)

[Blackbirdsong]

I love the wonderful visuals you have here. Spitting pins and gradual mastication. I can see this moment of insults between chews. This is a really well-written and structured poem and it was a complete pleasure to read. You've made me want to discover the character who inspired it. Great job.

[Emily B]

if only we all were a little more careful with the things that come from our mouths, too . . . it is a thoughtful write. I much enjoyed it.

[Michael Carr]

def a criptic, rather unique story. very unusual compared to most of what I've read here, but in a very good way. it is dark and condescending but also riddled with very deep images and symbols. I must say it's very cerebral, a piece that makes the reader actually stop and mull over the meanings rather than skim by because they're simply 'pretty'. this was quite a piece. very well written.

must admit I loved the devil's foodcake line. very original and wonderfully witty.
good work.

[Gandré]

Consensus for sensus - is this poem to me.

I read there is desire for occultism and cryptic life, urban arrogance: "Erstwhile the retrospections of our past introspections

And other dulcified courses of condescension."
I also see desire for aggressivity - "Allow you to grind them slowly while detecting those tacks

Very potent to make your tongue bleed or choke you to death?" Perhaps this is what modern life is. Greed, stage oneself in every pose, when the daily life will be a performance, this is exponent of an excentric poem, Einstein said something like "only few people are capable of expressing with equanimity an opinion which differ from prejudices of their social environment" - I see this fits totally. I sense a kind of satire - can it be, the last stanza. Great work with unworn unusual words. Loved it.