Ponderable polemics, poetic

WordPress site of poet Mark Lucker

truth

  • Although I suffer from a strong faith it allows me the privilege to not fear death or its obligatory attachments no desire exists within me to see just exactly what lurks in other-side-a-topia I don’t ruminate on who I know that will be won’t be there they are dead they are gone they may/may not Read more

  • Last Laugh

    ‘If by chance some day you’re not feeling well and you should remember some silly thing I’ve said or done and it brings back a smile to your face or a chuckle to your heart, then my purpose as your clown has been fulfilled.’ – Red Skelton I never wanted to be known as class Read more

  • Act II

    Your ‘traditional’ values a façade, community theatre set flimsy, off-kilter kitschy backdrop for absurdist black comedy faith as virtue dignity as punchline righteousness as truth pomposity as dignity oppression as plot twist ‘Jerry Mathers as The Beaver’ your black-and-white is showing nuance cannot be played by circus clowns deifying pies-in-the-face as western civilization’s high water Read more

  • Gnosis laid bare

    The tone of your discourse public, private, anonymous shrill, accusatory non-sequiturs blending reality, perception, personality seamless, misguided pastiche grounded in your justified fear of being wrong fear of not being right fear of differences fear of those similar, but who say unfamiliar things unbecoming via people that look, seem like you, aren’t at all, after Read more

  • Prey

    You cannot pursue your epiphany Elmer Fudd-like True, wascally revelation is cunning, coy, indiscriminate – charmingly droll, visceral with twinkling eye To hunt your trophy epiphany, to blindly stalk personal truth is just taking a walk. Truth – truth be told – is far more cunning than you are much more adept at being the Read more