surreal poetry
Surrealist poetry embodies the essence of poetry itself, drawing upon shocking imagery and lyrical incongruities to comment on the inner-workings of the mind.
Meeting with the New Principal
Her words were catered, as if served on a platter before her subjects; worn and tattered are my ol blue jeans. I hope your next one is more conservative of our culture , she uttered. We ought to conserve what remains of the chosen white . Stark were our eyes, our mouths agape, for she japed those many a man who built the school; sweat clung to their nape. Blood on the leaves fell from the cypress trees. Think about it like this — We have to appeal to an older audience, longing their so-called lost cause. But this insolence is undesirable — no longer recognizable to parents and children, to the settlers and colonizers who washd upon our shore. Cloaked in ivory linen, she muttered, ever so quietly, and let’s keep it PG, okay? lest we upset the marsh wren in its habitat; she squalled her discordant song like a gnat in the muddy estuary.
By Thomas Bryant3 months ago in Poets
