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Summary

"America's Vanity Hereafter — Journeyman’s Poems" is a reflective poetic piece exploring themes of violence, money, and the American spirit through a series of cryptic verses.

Abstract

The web content presents a collection of poems under the title "America’s Vanity Hereafter — Journeyman’s Poems," which delves into the tumultuous and often violent nature of progress and change in America. The poems evoke a sense of chaos and transformation, symbolized by the recurring figure of "he" who embodies both the aggressor and the victim of this change. The narrative weaves through images of frenzied dances, the pursuit of money ("cash, cash, the dollar dime"), and the struggle for identity amidst societal expectations. The poems suggest a critique of the American dream, hinting at the cost of ambition and the illusion of freedom. The content also includes invitations to subscribe to a newsletter and links to related poetic works and publications, emphasizing the theme of curated words and the search for meaning in life.

Opinions

  • The poem conveys a critical view of the American obsession with wealth and progress, suggesting it leads to violence and self-destruction.
  • The repeated emphasis on "he" implies a commentary on individual responsibility and the role of the everyman in the unfolding of history.
  • The use of archaic language and repetition creates a sense of timelessness and universality to the themes addressed.
  • The poet seems to lament the loss of authenticity and the rise of vanity in American culture.
  • The inclusion of Katharine Hepburn's image and the reference to an "Old American Spinster" suggest a nostalgia for past ideals and a reflection on the evolution of American identity.
  • The call to join the "DOCTOR’S NEWSLETTER" and explore "The Curation" indicates a desire to foster a community of readers interested in deeper contemplation and discussion of societal issues.

America’s Vanity Hereafter — Journeyman’s Poems

Contorted Was The March Onto Tomorrow, Thereafter The Violence; Cash, Cash, The Dollar Dime.

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He — ’twas he

Twelve — that erupted his violence

Pulsing my stirrups to chime

Their excluding dance

Without restrictions to go

Electing dances, frenziedly

He — ’twas he

Somehow, always in greener pastures

He is still known to arms —

Ever known, evergreen —

To preach his funster

That shelves a meager

Being such as me

For a thing Bethought

‘Borders a me piace molto’

Erupts again — yet a voice only

For a-Violence had

Pockets a distressing person

Faster than anything heretofore

He — ’twas he

Cash — cash — A Dollar Dimed —

Suppleness in the drain

A journeying pass

Utterly in the closeted vain

He — ’twas he

Now genuflect

He punches himself to the ground

Egging on the disruption

That hurtled him into his concurrent being

He — ’twas he

All was he —

Wigging and a-chugging

The blame-horse-blame-goat-blame-who game —

Now just a vein to twirl a symbol

Sanguine to the American touch

Long since had

Gumped, garbled into prisoner’s rebuke

He — ’twas he

Hereafter

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As ever, Dear Reader.

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