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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523685" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stop writing Literature, You garrulous Indian</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">a life of toil for the man in the centre<br> a hub in the peripheral tireless wheel<br> <br> where he go then where he go this working man<br> he go on waking people working at waking man<br> <br>no words cling now no words meant in blame<br>the tongue he lash the words they now tame<br> <br>no shock of blast open laughter rock the hall<br>everyman there say there sure were a man<br> <br>a man no fear cowed in communion to other<br>made for no gods made for no demons either<br> <br>all men he know best when he see just once<br>no second thought resurrect the man if bad<br> <br>so go tell the magi no trek in sight in sky<br>here a man be born here he so sure die<br> <br>other no like see one so bright stand up high<br>other no like feel like sky fall low into ocean<br> <br>what make ‘m i say with feeling so just<br>is sure he different he force hisself work<br> <br>work work work work an' again work<br>he work nite an' nite so 50-hour in day<br> <br> where he go then where he go this working man<br> he go on waking people working at waking man<br> <br>where you go from word born here now<br>turn and twist all whoring the alphabet<br> <br>‘don't write anything you can get published'<br>so publish only what you can't call your own<br> <br>writing like reading's a public coital act<br>so showing your work is exhibitionism<br> <br>‘why don't you send your stuff around<br>keeping it to yourself's sheer masturbation'<br> <br>reading-watching-listening's just voyeurism<br>so sending wares around is prostitutionism<br> <br> where he go then where he go this working man<br> he go on waking people working at waking man<br> <br>he it was in minesweeper capture aurora borealis<br>message from extrasensory enter into he word<br> <br>in Bengal waters alone he hear No-man cry<br>only in deepdown psyche water drip drip dry<br> <br>then on land he no see reason to the fight<br>so he let he wrists spill he guts to the fill<br> <br>then he take the world on all by he torn self<br>he spare no skin in dug-Malayan-jungle-out<br> <br>what he do what he think he do he no tell<br>everybody meet man an' no see albatross hang<br> <br>he no tell story like ol' mariner in dream<br>he go wake people from dumb dead trance<br> <br>many many people high up no like this act<br>some call him stuckup other just ‘im damn</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> where he go then where he go this working man<br> he go on waking people working at waking man</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> is all he do then what kind of working this<br>is big work man ‘cause most body dead sleep<br> <br> where he go then where he go this working man<br> he go on waking people working at waking man<br> <br>Dedicated to Eric Mottram,1924 - 1995</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(© T. Wignesan 13-15 October 1995. Pub. in 'Radical Poetics (Inventory of Possibilities) ', London,1997.) <br> <br>* Eric N. W. Mottram held a personal Chair, since 1983, in English and American Literature at King's College, University of London where he was first appointed as lecturer in American Literature in 1960. A prolific poet (34 vols.) and critic (15 vols.) , he also taught at Zurich, Singapore and Gröningen after obtaining a Double First in English Tripos from Cambridge in 1950. He was a recepient of the American Learned Societies award in 1965 and had also subsequently taught at North Western University and New York University at Buffalo. He edited 22 issues of the Poetry Society's Review in the seventies and was largely responsible for introducing Beat literature in Europe. He authored Algebra of Need on William Burroughs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=T.+Wignesan">T. Wignesan</a><div class=q>
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