Ponderable polemics, poetic

WordPress site of poet Mark Lucker

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  • Confidently…

    I have grown accustomed to astonishment of others silently, smugly I take their surprise as less personal affront more opportunity to exploit their naiveté-tinged ignorance (when not feeling charitable) making any successes sweeter though I oftentimes regret my haughty self-restraint in not saying ‘I told you so’ actions chat louder than words though aren’t always Read more

  • Here on scholarship

    “There is no honor amongst thieves even less with trailer-park debutantes” Early life lesson from a bartender who worked his bottle opener like a scrapyard crane operator dumping rusty Chevys spun a corkscrew as a master drill press operator teaching an apprentice But that was years ago, when the price of a drink was considered Read more

  • Misdiagnosis

    Admiringly told I ‘didn’t have an insecure bone’ in my body I gracefully thanked the impromptu diagnostician while silently questioning his medical conclusion having double checked every x-ray and CAT scan the evidence on film seems supportively in favor of my more cautious second opinion while acknowledging simply for comparison that no radiologist had ever Read more

  • Passing fancy

    I have passed many things in life; tests, gas, out, deals-of-a-lifetime, cars on the freeway, footballs – been given a free pass, let other go past I have passed forty and now fifty; been passed over at work, while women have passed me by as has apparently ‘my time.’ I have passed the buck. I Read more

  • Hummel a few bars and they’ll fake it

    carnal garden gnomes filling my shelves with tchotchkes; time to trim big leaves Read more

  • Not a deep sleep

    I used to have a dream where I had won first prize in a church raffle: lunch with God where, over, thin-crust pizza, I could ask him three questions. I always lead with an inquiry about why he made humans “The hyenas” sayeth God, as the waitress pours more wine, “said I didn’t a sense Read more

  • Accessorizing rime

    The albatross swinging from around my neck is simply a rental like a tux, I pick one up just when needed for extremely formal occasions only Read more

  • Comfy

    Certain memories are a favorite pair of old slippers; ragged, tattered, not much to look at, but comfortable in a way nothing new could be once you plucked them from the garbage; second thoughts? hard to part, sometimes, with a never-complaining old friend then again, sometimes it’s best to just let the dog chew ‘em Read more

  • Pilgrim

    I am a spiritual man I believe stuff. I have read a lot, lived a bunch, experienced much, seen and did things Other people of different places, peoples, cultures old ways and fresh ideas. have always piqued my curiosity Ideas of life, concepts of God, the/a hereafter, meanings of life, purposes for existing. Questions, asked Read more

  • 2011 – 2012

    2011 “Give it a sixty- two, Dick. It had an odd beat; could you dance to it?” 2012.1 promises proclaimed vast improvements vowed compliance deferred 2012.2 January’s hope March’s actualities December’s ‘oh-ohs’… Read more