ArchiveLife is a LeavingLife is a leaving behind.It is a forgetting, a struggleTo do something that will last.As we pass the way, we leave behindGrandparents and the old home,Parents and family,Many friends,And finally, ourselves.We leave our body To be buried by thoseWho are busy withThe task of leaving us behind.Where we go, we leave a mess for others.The sculptor leaves a messOf fragments and carved stone,For others to guard,Until it is completely destroyed.He leaves books,For libraries to catalogue,And zealots to burn.The poet leaves bridgesTo tumble into the sea,Lessons to fade into vague memories,A reputation for others to defame.What lasts is the winds of time,Blowing fragmentsOf what has been left behind;What has been forgotten.Fragments of life,Memories of earlier times,Until there is no reasonFor the winds to blow,And tumble things unthought of.Then thought, too, will rest;And the winds of the universeShall die down,As universe leaves itself behind,Unable to breathe lifeInto anything new.Hopeless poems left behind by young menAre replaced by the quiet hymns of age,And by a desire to rest.4-20-94ErasingWriting erases thingsFrom your mind;And places them in the mindOf the reader.But writing creates a desireIn the writerTo create more thingsLike the ones erased;So that the writer seeks moreOf what has been discarded.1-13-94Poems by Don J CarlsonPoems About Writing and for Writers
Writing Timid Grows to GreatnessDon J Today- Spring 2012A Failed Line or TwoA line gets ready to goButFinds itselfBack at the Left margin.D-E-T-E-R-M-I-N-A-T-I-O-N tries butFails to carry it far.Again, it makes a valiant effort, redoubled effort,Fails,CrawlsSouthTries one more courageous exuberant time andQuits.3-19-93PhilPhilosophers tell it like it is.Poets show it like it is.But poets leave more roomFor misinterpretation,And people argueOver what poets mean.12-24-93April is National Poetry MonthLessonAn art teacherCame into my dream,As I leafed throughThe drawings of a friend.He looked through,Tearing up this one,And that one,As I watched.I walked away-I had seen thisArrogance before-I would not be his audience.Petulant professorsPrepare the lessonOf arrogance-It is a teaching tool.They come like the tornado,Or like the house fire,Or like death itself-Teaching a lessonThat is not constructive.11-26-91 4:54amThe LogotropeA polar logotropeStates a position,And progresses incrementally,Until it endsWith an opposite statement.A simple logotropeStarts with a statement,And progresses incrementally,Until it ends with aModified, though not Opposite statement.6-2-94Polar LogotropeA polar logotropeIs a strongly held position,That gradually changes,Incrementally,To its polar opposite.6-2-94Click below to view past articlesTime AgainTime progressesHalfway round the circle,Like clock handsCircling over the top,Toward the right;Then at three,Starting back to the left,Time and time again.6-2-94Consider these comments among your fellow writers, and encourage each other to write as you are gifted. You Have the Real Stuff Inside You. Many a reader has internalized the best of Shakespeare lines without benefit of the technical critic's tools, but by reading until the meter becomes imbedded in his mind. Such an intuitive writer should never be discouraged just because he has not equipped himself with the tools of the grammatist and the critic. Your Writing Needs No Proof. The song of the cardinal or the oriole is known best to the bird not to the critic. Art just is; it needs no further proof. It is up to the diagrammer to diagram and the critic to criticize, not perform. The writer just starts to write and begins to grow in the writing. The demands are quite different than the demands for the English teacher. The bird is the true authority, learned in his own family. Truth is its own excuse for being. Tackle Something Beyond You. Don't be afraid to tackle the big problems. Surely you have at least one idea that could improve on a minor or intermediate writer's work; or an intermediate or renowned professor; or even Shakespeare or Moses. Jesus swept aside the teachings of the elders (the academy of his day). And he said Ye shall do greater things than these. What he must have meant, included: Get busy. So take courage; stir your own arrogance; trim the critics down to size, and copy your words. Print them out to stick up on your refrigerator with a magnet. Inside You is a Divine Gift. Don't Hide It. Every human is an authority in one or many ways. Call it up from deep inside. Remember that the bird, not the Metropolitan Opera, is the master of song. The opera transcends its critics who cannot sing, and only you know what only you know. Write and write it big.