South DaCola poetry club with Charles Luden
Using Your 150,000 Dollar Education
The turd scalpel is on the lab bench.
The specimen is frozen.
The technician slices,
Records “gray-brown” in the lab book.
Charles Luden
11-11-09
Using Your 150,000 Dollar Education
The turd scalpel is on the lab bench.
The specimen is frozen.
The technician slices,
Records “gray-brown” in the lab book.
Charles Luden
11-11-09
This was a photo I took of my backyard a few weeks ago, thought it was appropriate – what a beautiful day.
THEÂ PROCESS
I could begin a poem by just typing
without much thought
to see where it goes.
Oh, that’s how I usually do it.
Charles Luden
(9-11-09)
It come
Ya
Man’s big
Down in skin
Solutions flow
Tears no
Window’s open
Smoke rings in
The other room
Empty chair
       Charles Luden
           (5-14-09)
MONDAY’SÂ QUESTIONS
How big is the batch?
Did the wind blow the carrots away?
Was the rest of the lunch clean?
Is the paint bucket half full?
Is a bucket of paint too much for the next painting?
Will it be next to a door?
Can it be seen through a window?
Can a copy be made on a xerox machine?
Would one want to do that?
The title looks backwards doesn’t it?
                            Charles Luden
                               [4-20-09]
MY HOUSE
Give a drug to people before they enter
so each will see a different place than what is.
It’s a beginning to understanding,
not a solution to relationships.
Charles Luden
(2-20-09)