Ovid's Oidium Repast

Danish anyone? Maybe

a little mocha-d-shu to go

with those melancholy kippers --

some sour grapes to twine

around the fester

of being mustered

out the door before

your catch up

on last night’s supper

crowd?

 

Pray tell,  

how does one interpret

the ambiguities of Johns

jasperization of old

glories being gobbled up

over red lobster tales, crab

cakes, baby blue

bayou aperitifs -- the white-

satin set’s abstraction

of a representational clambake?   

 

With so many grievances, snarks

and snipes to bake

into the spartan boule --

Cleisthenes’ goat

trope of a co-op has been

reduced to nothing

but the contentious commonwealth

of constipated vowelism,

broiling bubbles, burps, and

belching bowdlerization

of a bizarre pot-

latch concourse.

 

Gawd and governance,

jingles, gulls, and swindles --

hang the hat

over there … the table’s

this way.

Ken e Bujold  

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

This definitely fulfills Pound’s requirements to Listen to the sound that it makes. An amazing conglomeration of alliteration and consonance. It needs no dictionary, only a joyful ear.

Winston