Sunday, May 24, 2020

The Death of Poetry

Is it fair to expect a poet to be a Thespian?
Can I win a prize for impersonating a goat—
judged the best medium
between chthonic and mortal worlds, acting on a proscenium?
One of the most renowned of all those lyricists was Nero.
Nero was OK with being a Thespian,
but did Euripides, Sophocles and Aeschylus
perform in their own goat-
songs? The chorus was the medium
between poet and audience, singing
traditional stories to musical measure,
bright, clean, and Apollonian.
Nobody expected a big narcissistic
hanky-head like Wagner
to crash the stage and be the medium
between the sublime and the assinine—
our own nastiest instincts grasping us by the throat.
Thespis didn’t sing in his own character,
as Beckett’s Malone did—What tedium! And I call that playing?