I have schooled myself in all manner of things:
How the bridge was won at Charlottesville,
How the oracle at Delphi sings,
How at Yorktown an Empire fell,
How a voice is thrown across a room,
Why the star waits behind the gloom
And the sun is sometimes strangled by clouds.
I took a single length of string and made all music
And posited that if light allows us to look at light
Objects heavier than light are really light, too,
So what allows us to see and what we see are the same,
The act and the object are one,
Desire and the object are one,
The glory and the dark earth are one,
Time and space and things less known are one,
Nothing is not known, and I am remarkable.
I will cut off the heads of kings!



  1. The Noochness said,

    September 8, 2010 at 3:44 pm

    The speaker reminds me of John Brown
    Or perhaps Shakespeare’s Jack Cade (he
    appears in Henry the Sixth, Part II).
    A revealing glimpse of Thomas Brady!

  2. thomasbrady said,

    September 9, 2010 at 8:52 pm

    ‘Twas intended to be
    a subtle and hilarious send-up of MFA Poetry
    programs, but then perhaps the satire misses.
    MFA is here to stay. Thus: boos, hisses.

  3. The Noochness said,

    September 10, 2010 at 12:34 pm

    Ach, I totally missed the thrust,
    I feel so unhip and stodgy.
    The voice was not Brady’s but an MFA student’s.
    Appy polly loggy.

    • thomasbrady said,

      September 10, 2010 at 7:51 pm

      Noochness! Modern poetry is so uncanny, so allusive.
      Your apology is nice, but need not be so effusive.

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