the lot of poets

the lot of poets

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

the lot of poets

 

 

 

respectful delinquents,

street-wise sympathetic sophisticates

 

university castoffs

unceremoniously expelled

from the intellectual community

because they have eloped without books

just figurative pages of love

 

and the interpreted geniuses

with stiff upper lips

and unimaginative ulterior motives

snooze on their hard desks

breathing into stale ink wells devoid of ecstasy 

 

the binding that binds them to blind reverence

as they aloofly expel the poets

as sinners

 

sterile facts for the chosen ones

metaphors for the fallen ones

the respectful delinquents

writing their wares upon pavement parchment

in chalky waves of diligence

 

how delighted they are to be kicked to the curb

of poetic insanity,

to find their own pools of periodic drowning

taking in muse filled swallows

that fly over gravestones of the forgotten bards

whose words still live

as

respectful delinquents

 

with the other street-wise sympathetic sophisticates

who dream in verse.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

11/30/18


© 2018 jacob erin-cilberto



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yes in a world of chaos, a poet will always have his dreams which comes in a verse!
Nice writing J so succinct-tively so, if that is such a word, anyway it should be!

Posted 2 Days Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Day Ago

i like that word...:)
thank you, andrew.
j.
Cheers to the poet in us all and the pin that rules us.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you, Cherrie.
j.
I don't know why but this makes me think of how sad our world is right now. We seem to have forsaken the beauty in humanity and that sure leaves a lot of sympathetic poets on the outside looking in.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

it sure does, Lyn, it sure does.
thank you,
j.
From a streetwise, sympathetic, not-so-sophisticate....
Well done!

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you, Mark!
j.
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Gee
If ever I get a review or a reply to a comment I've made, and it starts " dearest poet" I'm gonna hang up my smock, burn my cravat and smoking jacket, tuck my meat and two veg to the back of me, don a pair of false tits, put on a dress and call myself Charlene.....cannot be doing with all of the poncey stuff that goes with scribbling a few words and offering it up for others to read. Anyway....
Hi Jacob hope you are well and the orange panda hasn't completely ruined your country.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thanks for your words, Gee......hope you are well, also.
j.
andrew mitchell

2 Days Ago

Dearest poet Gee, could be worse like Marlene....lol
Gee

1 Day Ago

LOL, you knob !!! :)))
Hope you are well mate
oh dear, think i must be a delinquent, no formal education and i write both prose and poetry of sorts lol.
mind you, i am street wise... i have learned a thing or two along the way , and i am not faithful to any one way of writing poetry... i swap and change at will lol.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

great reply...thank you, Stella...
j.
There's a lot to think about on this one. I go through a crisis of faith on modern poetry from day to day. Most stuff I read from today's literary magazines sound more like scripts for performance art. Yeah! Another vagina monologue. But like it or not, academia has always been in control of literature. If they do not want you seen, you will not be seen. I'm sure you have read some messy dog s**t by someone who has a long title. Did you hear about the poet who recently got caught plagiarizing other peoples work and she was a pushcart nominee? It was from other people she actually knew and they are all in the same stagnant circles. Good poem by you though. I can really feel the frustration in your words. I am sighing right now.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

wow, Pushcart and she plagiarized...well how does she sleep at night? :)
thank you for your w.. read more
a fine tribute to the beats ... at least that is how i read this one ... i have to say that as i think of you sitting at your desk teaching those young minds a thing or two ...are you secretly fueling another rebellion ;)))))))))))))))) i think you poem is as always full of stimulating inspiring theme and language ... glad to read this one sir.... we grew through a great time in America says i! filled with all kinds of great things .. those poets among them for sure ..
E.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your kind review, E.
j.
Jacob, I could write on and on, but what I could say in 500 words, I can best sum up in only a few: a poet writes because it is what they do, and really doesn't give a fig about what others think. The delinquent respects their lot, comfortable in their own verse so to say.
Excellent as always!


Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

thank you for your kind words, Sheila...
j.
it use to be, not too long ago, that all poets came from academia. That is, until Sexton proved that
even drunken life was a call to humanity. (Crane thought that being called a poet was the same as being effete). Poetry was not considered the mannerisms of the manly but the screeching musings of the effeminate. But the 1960's gave a different voice to art and although Ginsberg, Lowell and Sexton were transgender, their voices embodied the souls of confession which was the savior of poetry going forward. I love this poem because it speaks to the human code of poetry writing. Poets are everywhere and they are everything non-scientific.

Posted 1 Week Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

1 Week Ago

i really appreciate your words, here, dana.
thank you.

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Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at two community colleges and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. Friending works two ways. If we have had .. more..

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