❤️ ❤️ ❤️ I watched our people fall into despair, communities smashed, lives broken. And I say if all the coal mines in the UK could be shut down in favour of import of surface coal from the USA at what real cost to the environment was that transport?? When coal and gas lay right by our power station. We could just eliminate (say) government and the need for it in a similar way. I was just a kid no picket line for me just eyes that watched it all. Now you must agree it is trees as makes coal right? I went down the Shafts ti the coal face you know just before closure happy to have been so deep in the earth 🌎 beautiful 😍 🤩 💪 💪 💪
Every time you post one of David's poems, which has been fairly often lately, I just think of the immense pride and pleasure he would take at being offered a seat at the table with all the great writers that have been represented here. And the louder he told you he didn't give a shit about all that, the more you would know he did. As far as the earlier comments, it's true, he didn't get enough love and affirmation from his mommy, daddy or the world at large, but he didn't let that stop him from blowing chorus after chorus. There's is a great quote in a forward to an edition of the Robert Bolaño book The Savage Detectives that goes "The real history of Latin American literature in it's forgotten poets". We have a different poetic tradition in our language , and with your help that's not happening to David Lerner.
I'd cut this in half. I love the first part so much, but you lost me halfway through. What if they were call and response? There's a lot here to hate/love/throw up with. Cheers! Lisapoint7metaltip
Strange comment. It gains momentum half way and ends in fire and destruction. One thing David Lerner is never guilty of-- boring the reader, unlike most.
Not easy to live up to the title of Barbarian poet, but he sure as hell pulls it off here. According to his wiki page, "Lerner was also known for throwing peanuts at people during readings when their writing was bad" which is downright genial next to this blitzkrieg
Incredible poem...boom! If one change could be made, I would bookend it with the line “all I want to do is make poetry famous...” I really love that line.
If there is such a thing as an honest poet it’s him. Brilliant title actually says it in one word.
Our memories are short when our lives are longer,
We’re shut out when we shout out,
Doesn’t matter, few listen,
A poet says it,
A young girl spoke it,
Kristallnacht,
We’re there again,
I'm not sure whether it's the coffee I drank half an hour ago but my heart is beating faster in my chest after reading that.
That was nuts,but awesome..
MY STRUGGLE
Hyde's miners
Were dead too soon
For Thatcher to crush again
Delayed by history, our bus
Abandoned at the traffic lights
Where the old Hyde Lane
Becomes Manchester Road
We should have walked onward
Or at least made contingency plans
For being betrayed. I offered to help
With the banners if necessary, but I
Was more ornamental than useful
I marched, and was arrested. Twice
Once for being an obstruction
And once for being drunk. I doubt
I made a difference
I rolled a joint
Shared in solidarity
Watched a magpie fight a pigeon
❤️ ❤️ ❤️ I watched our people fall into despair, communities smashed, lives broken. And I say if all the coal mines in the UK could be shut down in favour of import of surface coal from the USA at what real cost to the environment was that transport?? When coal and gas lay right by our power station. We could just eliminate (say) government and the need for it in a similar way. I was just a kid no picket line for me just eyes that watched it all. Now you must agree it is trees as makes coal right? I went down the Shafts ti the coal face you know just before closure happy to have been so deep in the earth 🌎 beautiful 😍 🤩 💪 💪 💪
This is metal, honest, and a thing of beauty.
WAKE UP! Searing.
Every time you post one of David's poems, which has been fairly often lately, I just think of the immense pride and pleasure he would take at being offered a seat at the table with all the great writers that have been represented here. And the louder he told you he didn't give a shit about all that, the more you would know he did. As far as the earlier comments, it's true, he didn't get enough love and affirmation from his mommy, daddy or the world at large, but he didn't let that stop him from blowing chorus after chorus. There's is a great quote in a forward to an edition of the Robert Bolaño book The Savage Detectives that goes "The real history of Latin American literature in it's forgotten poets". We have a different poetic tradition in our language , and with your help that's not happening to David Lerner.
I appreciate your words here. Thank you!
Thank you for naming that here! Keeping the unique poetic tradition (or anti-tradition such as it is) alive is SO important and inspiring.
Ka-pow!
Shazam!
Kowabonga!
Fuck all!
Praise Jesus!
A-men
Whoa. Just whoa.
I needed that.
my thought is he should rewrite this ,start from the bottom line then move upward like a volcano or a blackhead or a boil ,
I'd cut this in half. I love the first part so much, but you lost me halfway through. What if they were call and response? There's a lot here to hate/love/throw up with. Cheers! Lisapoint7metaltip
Strange comment. It gains momentum half way and ends in fire and destruction. One thing David Lerner is never guilty of-- boring the reader, unlike most.
I miss the days of rage and vomit
Not easy to live up to the title of Barbarian poet, but he sure as hell pulls it off here. According to his wiki page, "Lerner was also known for throwing peanuts at people during readings when their writing was bad" which is downright genial next to this blitzkrieg
I am addicted to the way you ride that life. Faster, pussycat! Kill! Kill!
Incredible poem...boom! If one change could be made, I would bookend it with the line “all I want to do is make poetry famous...” I really love that line.