are you a poet, and don't know it?

I recently finished reading a short piece of creative nonfiction called Miles to Go Before We Sleep by Jeff Gordiner. This entry in The Best Creative Nonfiction Vol. 1 is about a group of Poets who (rock star-style) set out on a tour of America with a bus, some cigs, some liquid alcohol and of course their $40 poems hanging out of their back pockets. What's the point of this endeavor(?) you're asking. Well, the point of combining a rock star-lifestyle with the blissful art of poetry to reach people,.......well that pretty much was the point. The idea was for this abstruse art form to not-so-solemnly get reacquainted with the absoluteness of the real world. The problem with this dusty art form is the reason for this journey: it's cut off from American life, and wishes to reconnect. (the following quote was the sole reason I decided to write this) "I can't think of a better remedy than to ride out on a 40-foot bus and take poetry straight into a teeming pandemonium of Wal-Mart and crystal meth and American Idol and obesity and video games and Rush Limbaugh and killer gas prices". So ya, the point of the bus was to promote poetry, but wasn't it also something else? Yep, right again- a mind-set! If you don't believe me then,......

and I saw the best minds of my generation

living in lofts

thinking they were the best minds of their generation

while the world hacked up tax breaks and jet fighters

listening to right now: The Sun's Gone Dim and the Sky's Turned Black by Johann Johannson

tired jesse