Tuesday, June 07, 2016

New Poetry by Jonathan Beale

To the Wallace Stevens of art

Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information? T.S.Eliot.
There he cuts the perception of all syntax.
When does the line end?  He peers around
the beginning of the ascension to seek what is
behind – for curiosity and criminality.

Here the laws grow contorted, wild, and unkempt -
And lay aside as an exhausted dog against
the heatless fire – while one dimension is just
As Rosencrantz and Guildenstern’s flicking the

coin into improbability – down and round as
the profile spins into the next dimension and
next up the ladder to the infinitive dimension.
To the other-side of which Stevens knew

and knew you had to see, as the finger that
touches the moon and draws round the face
to see what’s there on the dark side. Before this
Mr Stevens of the Artistic must alter this world.

- Jonathan Beale 2016

Jonathan Beale has 500 poems published in journals such as The Screech Owl, Danse Macabre, Poetic Diversity, Ink Sweat & Tears, Down in the Dirt, Mad Swirl, Deadsnakes,   Pyrokinection, Ygdrasil, The Seventh Quarry, Van Gogh’s Ear Anthology, The Curly Mind, The Beatnik Cowboy, Dali’s LoveChild, The Jawline Review, Bluepepper, and Jellyfish Whispers.
He was commended in Decanto’s and CafĂ© writers Poetry Competitions 2012. His work has appeared in such books as ‘Drowning’ and ‘The Poet as Sociopath’ (Scar publications). He is currently working on his second volume.
His first collection of poetry ‘The Destinations of Raxiera’ is published by Hammer & Anvil. He studied philosophy at Birkbeck College London and lives in Surrey England. 

1 comment:

London Serviced Apartments Guy said...

Had to read this poem a few times to understand it, and truthfully I'm not quite sure I've got it completely yet! Fantastically written though and the literary references were a great compliment to the poem.