THERE IS NO MONEY IN POETRY, SOMEONE SAID…by Howie Good


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True, but wouldn’t you rather
jerk awake to the tom-tom of heartbreak

and later, if the light is right,
watch a river scratch itself until it bled?

And as to the example of those who keep
their feet firmly on the ground,

like a telephone pole, or a feeding trough,
or a tombstone –

when you’re in love, you’re happy to board
the wounded plane last seen disappearing

over the mountains and never heard from again.


4 Responses to “THERE IS NO MONEY IN POETRY, SOMEONE SAID…by Howie Good”

  1. Howie Good, a journalism professor at the State University of New York at New Paltz, is the author of seven poetry chapbooks, including Tomorrowland (2008) from Achilles Chapbooks in print and The Torturer’s Horse (2009) from Recycled Karma Press online. He has been nominated three times for a Pushcart Prize and twice for the Best of the Net anthology.

  2. Nice one. I really like this piece.

  3. I really did like this. Bravo!

  4. “and later, if the light is right,
    watch a river scratch itself until it bled?”

    Wonderful, Howie. I never get tired of reading your work. Although your voice is always there, you change things up a bit. One poem never sounds like the last, so obvious you are changing and growing with every word.

    Great stuff, my friend.

    Crystal

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