On Monday 17 July, I was interviewed by Ariadne Sawyer of Vancouver Co-op Radio’s the World Poetry Reading Series. For a podcast of my interview, during which I talked about my poetry and read several of my poems, please visit, https://www.mixcloud.com/VictorSchwartzman/world-poetry-cafe-for-july-20-with-kevin-morris-and-carmen-militano/.
I listened back to the podcast using Google Chrome. However, other browsers should also work.
My thanks to Ariadne for her kindness in interviewing me.
A butterfly
On a
Sunny day
Flew by
My Labrador.
A snap of jaw.
And our summer chat
Of this and that.
All things must die
As the summer butterfly.
Death’s jaws will close
On man and rose.
You and I
Are but butterflies
Who love and laugh
And then must pass.
You may imprison
A name
In a euphemism,
To avoid shame,
But it will get free
And be
Known all the same.
Out of discretion,
Or, to avoid pain
You may euphemise
A profession,
But behind those enigmatic eyes
Lies,
The same, much traduced,
Ancient name.
Poetry maybe, for better or worse,
Of the kind we call free verse.
Each muse does her poet choose,
Though some may say, that I lie.
When a man named Matt
Said, “I don’t fancy that”,
I replied, “neither do I,
Lets give it to Guy,
He’ll really like that hat!”.
Here are three of my poems, which I recorded earlier today.
Felix Dennis
A powerful reading by the late Felix Dennis of his poem “The Better Man”, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ugW6-4rEEok.
Dennis was what used to be (and perhaps still is refered to) as a self made man. Being born into a humble background he made his money becoming a highly successful businessman. Besides business and poetry, Dennis was also a planter of trees and a very intriguing character. I encourage you to read more of his poems, many of which can be found online (https://www.poetryarchive.org/poet/felix-dennis, http://www.felixdennis.com/Poet/351/67DAYSOFDENNIS).
Kevin
“O sweet musician
Lead me not into perdition
For the lay
You play
Has carried many a man away.
Your tune
‘Tis over soon
And those who do you adore
Are left wanting more.
The beat
Of your feet
Has led many a man astray.
The song you play
Leaves men weak
And unable to speak
Save in grunt and moan.
We men can not leave it alone.
Though the wise amongst us know
That there is no rest
To be found on the breast
Of the musician who will play
A sweet lay
For a damned soul’s pay.
A great poet and musician has left us, (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xk7DOe5EGgM).
Victoria (Tori) Zigler, is author of the month on one of the Goodreads groups she is a member of. To ask Tori a question, or to find out more about her and her books please visit, http://ziglernews.blogspot.co.uk/2016/09/im-september-2016s-author-of-month.html.
K Morris - Poet 