Tuesday, June 16, 2026

Karen Chamisso Poem

 ''I'm like a mike -- I have no set sound of my own,'

Said Peter Sellers, nailing

the twentieth century poetic.

I have emerged in the shambles after
and have witnessed the death
of all that imitative fury
which once seemed the modernist escape
from the boring drawl
of one’s perpetually Victorian parents.
Now the jokes in my childhood jokebook are all dead.
He said
- she said.

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