Poetry Pie

Didn’t everyone used to have those magnetic poetry kits, random words printed on little magnetic tiles? I recently found these verses magnetized in a dark corner of the house. I don’t know how long they’d been lurking there, or who arranged them. I make no claim to profundity.

essential dream of music
lying bare
and only here
may the goddess
recall her shadow.

blow the most music
under a shadow sky
leave blaming & still scream
never say you asked
who was next
or gorgeous like a chain
fall through smooth apparatus
above a mad sausage puppy
not using those crushing beauty
show some produce.

Poetry Pies

One Word

One word at a time.
One step at a time.
One day at a time.
One thing at a time.

I am reduced to a life of ones.

How soon
One letter
No steps
One hour, one minute.

This one life
And I search for  meaning
One breath
At a time.


I used to write poetry, back when I had aspirations to be Alan Ginsberg. There was someone else doing a very good job at being Alan Ginsberg at the time, so I had do my poetic dabbling under my own name (occasionally as Harry Stevens, or Harvin Stephis). Like much of my other writing, I discover these things, and read them, and I’m not sure I understand them. But then, maybe that’s not the point.

“No time for poetry but exactly what is.”

Jack Kerouac’s List of 30 Beliefs and Techniques for Prose and Life
(taken without permission from the highly recommended “Brainpickings,” a wonderful newsletter of inspiration and goading.) As with his The Scripture of the Golden Eternity , it is hard to find one line that stands out. These suggestions, for lack of a better word, are as applicable to writing as they are to any endeavor, and to life in general itself. This list was allegedly tacked to Allen Ginsberg’s wall as he was in the process of writing Howl and Other Poems.

  • Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy
  • Submissive to everything, open, listening
  • Try never get drunk outside yr own house
  • Be in love with yr life
  • Something that you feel will find its own form
  • Be crazy dumbsaint of the mind
  • Blow as deep as you want to blow
  • Write what you want bottomless from bottom of the mind
  • The unspeakable visions of the individual
  • No time for poetry but exactly what is
  • Visionary tics shivering in the chest
  • In tranced fixation dreaming upon object before you
  • Remove literary, grammatical and syntactical inhibition
  • Like Proust be an old teahead of time
  • Telling the true story of the world in interior monolog
  • The jewel center of interest is the eye within the eye
  • Write in recollection and amazement for yourself
  • Work from pithy middle eye out, swimming in language sea
  • Accept loss forever
  • Believe in the holy contour of life
  • Struggle to sketch the flow that already exists intact in mind
  • Dont think of words when you stop but to see picture better
  • Keep track of every day the date emblazoned in yr morning
  • No fear or shame in the dignity of yr experience, language & knowledge
  • Write for the world to read and see yr exact pictures of it
  • Bookmovie is the movie in words, the visual American form
  • In praise of Character in the Bleak inhuman Loneliness
  • Composing wild, undisciplined, pure, coming in from under, crazier the better
  • You’re a Genius all the time
  • Writer-Director of Earthly movies Sponsored & Angeled in Heaven