Pounding Anita

My initial take on Anita Bryant's death is over at Substack.

 

Stone Soup Croutons, 10-11-18, Ezra Pound to Donald Trump

Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions picked up from poems overheard from Stone Soup's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here. To paraphrase Lorne Michaels, this poem doesn't go up because it's ready, it goes up because it's Friday morning.

Last night before I crashed, I got to host our weekly open mic. We got to read in the Chapel of St. John The Evangelist again. Odd environment to produce a Trump-centric poem, but there you go.

Funny. I never got into Ezra Pound much. Years ago, I went through a phase where I sought out any kind of dissident literature just to educate myself on a wide range of political thought. I thought about seeking out a collection of Pound's pro facist dispatches (they were available on eBay at one point). Now I have a feeling they wouldn't be too different from what I've seen online over the last few years.

And that was another intro longer than the poem. Thanks for reading.


Ezra Pound to Donald Trump

Do not defer from defection
even as you fortify your home.