Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Y'all haven't forgotten that it's National Poetry Month, right? In case you missed the Stephen Colbert/Sean Penn Meta-Free-Phor-All the other night, here 'tis. This must be one of TV's most hallucinogenic moments since H. R. Pufnstuf went off the air:

Here is Robert Pinsky's Samurai Song. I can't help but wonder if he's lying in that last line.

Samurai Song
When I had no roof I made
Audacity my roof. When I had
No supper my eyes dined.

When I had no eyes I listened.
When I had no ears I thought.
When I had no thought I waited.

When I had no father I made
Care my father. When I had
No mother I embraced order.

When I had no friend I made
Quiet my friend. When I had no
Enemy I opposed my body.

When I had no temple I made
My voice my temple. I have
No priest, my tongue is my choir.

When I have no means fortune
Is my means. When I have
Nothing, death will be my fortune.

Need is my tactic, detachment
Is my strategy. When I had
No lover I courted my sleep.

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