Voici les temps des assassins

Voici les temps des assassins

A Poem by Jeremy Baker

Death is a flamboyant raconteur, isn’t he?

With an arsenal of anecdotes, told with panache,

glorified in the telling, yet the parable is still

perhaps just a contaminated, transitory memory.

 

It must take considerable acumen to recount

such epic tales, parables of zeitgeist, with such élan.

The lacuna between reality and remembrance,

(which gapes before me as a chasm) camouflages chaos.

 

Within the shadows, the realm of the mystical,

time is temporary, imaginary, but

it waits for each man. In the interim: life,

and any manner of demise, a choice dessert.

 

His stories have a luminous sheen, from the polishing

of the dull allegory into a brilliant, radiant boast:

I have killed, and will kill again;

No glory to be had for you and I.

 

Death is a lying b*****d; always was.

Soulful or soulless -

at least Hedda Gabler tried to die beautifully.

Voici les temps des assassins.

© 2011 Jeremy Baker


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would love to see you reference the lacuna differently..as the first definition since you are so elequently writing about writing...

"The lacuna between reality and remembrance (gapes before me as a chasm.)"
also.."perhaps just a contaminated(transitory?) memory."
you are so accomplished ..would you please do me a favor and rewrite this...you have a natural winner here... IMHO..




Posted 12 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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She gets what she wants, but what she wants is not anything that the normal usually admit, publicly at least, to be desirable. One of the significant things that such a character implies is the premise that there is a secret, sometimes unconscious, world of aims and methods — one might almost say a secret system of values — that is often much more important than the rational one. There is a need for freedom which is just a compensatory as her craving for power...the desire to shape a man's destiny. I have a suspicion that we all have a little bit of Hedda in us....



Posted 12 Years Ago


You sir, have a vocabulary and you know how to use it. You are the James Bond of vocabulary.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Hi Jeremy,

There is a lot to think of within this...

Chris

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wonderful vocabulary :)
I wish I knew such words!!
This kinda reminds me of one of emily dickinson's poems "I can't stop death" or something like that..Great work!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

would love to see you reference the lacuna differently..as the first definition since you are so elequently writing about writing...

"The lacuna between reality and remembrance (gapes before me as a chasm.)"
also.."perhaps just a contaminated(transitory?) memory."
you are so accomplished ..would you please do me a favor and rewrite this...you have a natural winner here... IMHO..




Posted 12 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

love your vocabulary, never fails. amazing!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nice piece, with as many tangent possiblities as Hedda's story itself.

Posted 12 Years Ago


you are amazing...just amazing..............smh

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Jeremy Baker
Jeremy Baker

Busselton, South West, Australia



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I'm a former English & Literature teacher who has always enjoyed the magic, power and simple romance of words well written. My favourite writers include Pablo Neruda, Liam O'Flaherty, Anthony Eaton.. more..

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