The highly talented Charlotte Cuevas has been writing a poem a day, every day, for the past year, and you could do far worse than to read her delightful musings. She is also on the cusp of publishing a “greatest hits” of sorts of her work, which is very exciting! Here, in this piece, her second to last of her “365 Poetry Project,” she becomes a meta-poet, waxing rhapsodic in “funky” poetic voice about the art of poetry, and indeed all writing, itself. Because “people ain’t zombies, they don’t want y’brain, but they do wanna walk in y’shoes, and if you do ’em right with y’funky-fresh heart, they they’ll do right by you.” Here’s to hoping Charlotte is right — I think she is — and letting the reader walk in our funky shoes!
He comes with a sonnet ’bout South American macaws
but he got no cause
to sing that.
He comes with quatrain verse ’bout Grecian tragic romance
but we can’t dance
to that kinda jive.
He spoons us the prerequisite vocabulary,
a synopsis of verse structure and use,
and the bits of little-known trivia we’ll need
to comprehend his flow-
and I’m yellin’ “No, boy! No, no, no!
You makin’ a mess of the thing!
I see a thousand years of red tape
comin’ out of y’mouth,
but where’s you?”
I find myself thrown in the street after that
’cause he’s got a book to sell
but I’m writin’ him a letter first thing in the morn
about why it ain’t doin’ so well.
Because people ain’t zombies, they don’t want y’brain
but they do wanna walk in y’shoes,
and if you do ’em right with y’funky-fresh heart,
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