The Purpose

Posted on October 14, 2012 by Foolish.Poet

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With this site I will bring together various writings, quotes, and poems that interest me and that draw together the themes of my writing.  Rather than write in a conventional way I want to use this site to draw together all the themes of my writing into one full integrated whole.  It will be writing in it’s transparent rawness: at times incoherent how the threads hang together, at times flowing and fully formed.  Technology will aid it’s transparent form, which will also emerge with the writing.

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A FOOLISH POET

Posted on June 23, 2017 by David Scanlon

Stand up, stand up
         you sorry man
   Accept what all can see.
A poet, a poet
         you sorry fool
   Now fuck off and be.

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RISKING IT ALL

Posted on June 20, 2017 by David Scanlon

When all the world feels lost,
When all the feelings are cold,
There is but one thing to trust
It is that which binds and holds.
 
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RELIVING THE CHILDHOOD DREAM

Posted on June 19, 2017 by David Scanlon

Play comes to us from time to time:
Children seem to us to escape the confines of responsibility,
Chased and pure, untainted by life;
The freshness of play fires us.

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THE TRUISMS

Posted on June 18, 2017 by Louis MacNeice

His father gave him a box of truisms
Shaped like a coffin, then his father died;
The truisms remained on the mantlepiece
As wooden as the play box they had been packed in
Or that other his father skulked inside.
 
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FATHERHOOD

Posted on June 18, 2017 by David Scanlon

Fatherhood is a strange device;
Strange and strangled by much advice.
All we can do is the best that we can
And hope we contribute to the emerging man.

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