Bill
Knott
CORPSE
AND BEANS, OR
WHAT
IS POETRY?
I
sit at my table and sometimes the question of poetry crosses my mind
For
example
The man who one night ate
a big plate of beans
Then
got tired
Of everything and
killed himself
Next
day at the burial
Everyone
said, What's that noise?
Was
it poetry?
[wierszyk Billa Knotta (1940-2014) z tomu Auto-Necrophilia; The
__ Poems, Book 2 skopiowałem ze strony Richarda Hella]
