Saturday, January 22, 2005

Supposing You.

Suppose that
Like the curd in your coffee cup–
The white, encurling speck
Arising from an unexpected
Turn of half-and-half,
And swelling on a brew of dark and rich
And flowing,
And with an ebbing flick of wrist
You toss him out.

Like the lint on your blouse's cuff–
The grey, enfibered jot
Emerging from a microscopic
Shift of weave and thread,
And clinging to a fold of dense and vast
And rolling,
And in a grazing pass of hand
You brush her off.

Suppose that
He or she supposed it–
This jot, this bright, ingrowing wight
Supposing you, and every dream, or
Fear or idle thought,
Or smile or cough or hiccough,
Twitch or tic or tiny geste,
Were tossed out, brushed off,
Passed away.

Supposing you...


Blogger Gone Away said...

I'd comment but I'm durned if I'll be the only one again...

1/22/2005 08:30:00 PM  
Blogger Remainderman said...

Gone Away --

If there were two Mozarts, two Bachs, two Michelangelos, or two DaVincis, then you might have a point.

Comment away -- we always like to hear your thoughts.

1/22/2005 09:01:00 PM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

Okay. Nice poem, I like the way it sneaks round to eventually point a finger at the reader and say, "How does it feel?" It may be that I am influenced by just having read another blogger, Matthew, and he is doing a series on abortion, but am I right in suspecting that there is an element of that subject in the poem?

While on the subject of poems and comments, I have a friend who writes the most sublime poetry but she is a very private person and won't allow me to give out her blog address to anyone. I respect her wishes in that (although I itch to reveal her to the world - she is truly a world class poet - and I am not easily impressed) but I have taken the liberty of introducing her to your excellent blog. She has taken far too much note of your "rules" regarding comments and won't comment therefore, even though I assured her that she would not offend. I implore that you make clear to her (perhaps in a comment to this comment)that comments are truly welcome, as I feel sure you would enjoy her input - she is always clear, accurate and insightful in whatever she says. And I hope she blushes like a tomato when she reads this... ;)

Thank you.

1/22/2005 09:45:00 PM  
Blogger Remainderman said...

Yes. I was inspired by an old concept -- supposit -- that which underlies something in existence --- the subject. In today's language, it would be rendered something like the organic whole. Moreover, every visitor-- indeed, everyone in the world -- was once a tiny subject.

We live for comments, and I would certainly welcome your friend's comments. In fact, I have just changed our welcome message: the prior message was unncessarily cute. See what power our faithful visitors have.

1/22/2005 10:29:00 PM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

I am impressed and humbled by your willingness to accede to my request. Thank you again.

1/22/2005 11:06:00 PM  
Blogger Remainderman said...

Just don't ask to change our editorial policies, because that would wrongly imply that we have any.

BTW, where oh where is Harry?

1/23/2005 12:15:00 AM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

I would never ask you to change your editorial policies, existent or otherwise. As it is, I'm getting yelled at by my friend for having spoken to you about the commenting. ;)

Harry doesn't seem to have been around all evening. I suspect (although I dare not accuse him since I have no proof) that he is actually away doing something in reality, such as having a meal out or watching the television. There is a rumor going around that he is one of those folk who have a life! Not that I believe rumors, of course...

1/23/2005 12:35:00 AM  
Blogger Harry said...

Well, I will tell you fellows what. Eons ago, when I stumbled across art (and here I speak of canvas and paints and brushes), a co-worker asked the fair question, "What is art?"

And so we came to our unschooled decision that art is something that evokes feelings, pure and simple. Good feelings, bad feelings; joy, fear or anger each qualified as equals -- if it moves one then yes, we agreed, it must be art.

I still continue to think as innocently. Yes, and I am one of those who "knows very little about art, but he know what he likes". (there...I have forced myself to cliche, but it's late, so I forgive me)

What I want to say here is that I must refuse any attempts tp "explain" the thoughts of any artist, particularly when it comes to poetry, nor should I try. There are those much more qualified to speak on this -particular subject, such as Gone.

(I seldom get poets at all. Nash is an exception. Silverstien is easy to me, and a hoot. But the deep things I recognize as being that, so I stay on the safe shore while I admire the glowing sun set or rise, and I keep my hands in my pockets as I breathe it all in. Ahhhh. How glorious!)

Okay then. So Harry, how did it make you feel, reading this poem of Remaindermans?

Harry: Well, it made me think.

Quizzer: About what?

H: You ask tough questions. Stop staring so hard.

Q: Sorry.

H: About life, mostly, and how damn unfair it can be. About people, and what shitheads they can be. Ya know.

Q: Ah.

H: Hey, don't "ah" me, pal. Yer not my shrink.

Q: But...

H: Look. I liked it, all right?

Q: Gee, I simply wanted to...


Q: Fine. I'll go, then. Let me get my things.

1/23/2005 02:11:00 AM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

He does do great comments, doesn't he...? :)

1/23/2005 10:50:00 AM  
Blogger Ned said...

The poem is brilliantly done. It draws the reader in by way of a false assumption and begins to ask "how would you like it"? It lulls him into believing it is a call to more thoughtful and considerate behavior towards his fellow human beings then drops him into the realization that he, now considered a full-fledged human being, was once a tiny speck of as yet unspecialized cells, whose potential could not possibly be measured. Potential that is swept away because it is yet unseen, a speck that is as inconsequential and inconvenient as a piece of lint.
Your blog was recommended to me by a friend whose good opinion is not easily earned. He did not mislead me when he told me that you have an excellent and well-written blog. I have enjoyed it and have added it to the list of blogs I read regularly. I would thank him, but he is Gone Away.

1/23/2005 10:59:00 AM  
Blogger Harry said...

Ned's a fine mechanic, I see.

1/24/2005 12:26:00 AM  
Blogger Remainderman said...

Ned --

Thanks for your kind words.

As for Harry, well, you should know that he has "issues" with mechanics.

1/24/2005 10:04:00 AM  
Blogger Harry said...

Don't we all, until we discover the rare honest one.

1/24/2005 10:25:00 AM  
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