Saturday, December 5, 2009

"Balloon Boy By Philip Glass" by: Edward A. Rueda






































































































































































































































































































































































































First RictusSecond Rictus
Balloon boy's flyingBalloon boy's flying
Balloon boy's flyingBalloon boy's flying
First a rumorBalloon boy's flying
Then a picture
Glimpse of sliver
Strange and silver
Slowly turningBalloon boy's flying
Is it burning?
There's a child stuck inside it.
First a rumorBalloon boy's flying
Then a picture
Glimpse of sliver
Strange and silver
Slowly turningBalloon boy's flying
Is it burning?
There's a child stuck inside it.
First no one could believe itBalloon boy's flying
Then no one couldn't believe it
How could we knowBalloon boy's flying
That there was not a child stuck in a balloon?
First no one could believe itBalloon boy's flying
Then no one couldn't believe it
How could we knowBalloon boy's flying
That there was not a child stuck inside it?
Ft. Collins boy missingRumor, rumor
Six-year-old boy missingRumor, rumor
Ft. Collins boy missingRumor, rumor
Six-year-old boy missingRumor, rumor
White little boy missingRumor, rumor
Six-year-old boy missingRumor, rumor
White little boy missingRumor, rumor
Gone in balloon?Rumor, rumor
Gone in balloon missingStranger, stranger
Boy in balloon missingStranger, stranger
Gone in balloon missingStranger, stranger
Boy in balloon missingStranger, stranger
Gone in balloon missingStranger, stranger
Boy in balloon missingStranger, stranger
Gone in balloon missingStranger, stranger
Wait, there's footage?Stranger, stranger
Look at the live footagePicture, picture
Latest balloon footagePicture, picture
Look at the live footagePicture, picture
Latest balloon footagePicture, picture
Look at the live footagePicture, picture
Latest balloon footagePicture, picture
Look at the live footagePicture, picture
He's gonna die?Picture, picture
Boy in balloon to dieDanger, danger
Lack of oxygenDanger, danger
Boy in balloon to dieDanger, danger
Lack of oxygenDanger, danger
Boy in balloon to dieDanger, danger
Lack of oxygenDanger, danger
Boy in balloon to dieDanger, danger
He's gonna crash?Danger, danger
Boy in balloon fallingWorst fear, worst fear
Clear the airspaceWorst fear, worst fear
Boy in balloon fallingWorst fear, worst fear
Clear the airspaceWorst fear, worst fear
Boy in balloon fallingWorst fear, worst fear
Clear the airspaceWorst fear, worst fear
Boy in balloon falling -Worst fear, worst fear
Wait, it's empty?Worst fear, worst fear
(pause)Not true, not true, not true, not true
I am a news channelNot true, not true, not true, not true
I need a dead childNot true, not true, not true, not true
I am a news channelNot true, not true, not true, not true
I need a dead childNot true, not true, not true, not true
I am a news channelNot true, not true, not true, not true
I need a dead childNot true, not true, not true, not true
I am a news channelNot true, not true, not true, not true
Who is to blame?Not true, not true, not true, not true
Is this a hoax?Outrage, outrage, outrage
Answer the chargesOutrage, outrage, outrage
Is this a hoax?Outrage, outrage, outrage
Answer the chargesOutrage, outrage, outrage
Is this a hoax?Outrage, outrage, outrage
Answer the chargesOutrage, outrage, outrage
Is this a hoax?Outrage, outrage, outrage
All for a show?Outrage, outrage, outrage
Lock up the familyScapegoat, scapegoat, scapegoat
How could you do this t'us?Scapegoat, scapegoat, scapegoat
Lock up the familyScapegoat, scapegoat, scapegoat
How could you do this t'us?Scapegoat, scapegoat, scapegoat
Lock up the familyScapegoat, scapegoat, scapegoat
How could you do this t'us?Scapegoat, scapegoat, scapegoat
Lock up the familyScapegoat, scapegoat, scapegoat
How could you do this t'us?Scapegoat, scapegoat, scapegoat
(pause)BARF!
1, 2, 3 hours
4, 5, 6 hours
7, 8, 19, 10, 'leven, 12 hours' coverage
My dear boy Falcon, as I go to pris'n 13, 14, 15 hours
You may be asking why this has aris'n 16, 17, 18 hours
As ancient Egypt once built pyr'mids tall, 19, 20, 21, 22 hours' coverage
So media cov'rage dulls Obscurity's pall
23, 24, 25 hours
As carv'd ob'lisks praised Pharaoh in Thebes, 26, 27, 28 hours
Our nation dwell'd upon your cur'ous deeds 29, 30, 31, 32 hours' coverage
You scarr'd our psyches as a Great Obsess'n  
'Midst two wars and rav'nous Great Recess'n 33, 34, 35 hours
 36, 37, 38 hours
And should you live to ripe old Nin'ty-Fo'r 39, 40, 41, 42 hours' coverage
Th' nation shall proclaim yo'r name once mor'  
I see your Times obit, st'rk bl'ck and gray: 43, 44, 45 hours
"Th' boy in th' balloon has died today." 46, 47, 48 hours
 49, 50, 51, 52 hours' coverage
  
S' view Jon-Kate and Octomom as kin, 53, 54, 55 hours
Go pursue fame and help our fam'ly win. 56, 57, 58 hours
 59, 60, 61, 62 hours' coverage
  
First no one could believe itFirst no one could believe it
Then no one couldn't believe itThen no one couldn't believe it
How could we knowHow could we know
That there was not a child stuck inside aThat there was not a child stuck inside a


Note: One-part pride and two-parts anal compulsion push me to share my winning Kilmer poem on this blog, so that The Phlog or other publications can reproduce the poem with proper layout. (c) 2009 by Edward A. Rueda

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Alfred Watts Rediscovered!

Here’s something to be thankful for this Holiday Season: the poetry of Alfred Watts has been rediscovered!


And it was really easy to do, thanks to that most brilliant of search engines: books.google.com. I googled "water-rats are tired," and I felt like Howard Carter viewing Tutankhamen's tomb for the first time when I saw the result:

It turns out that the January 1916 issue of “The Others” Magazine features not one, not two, but THREE whole poems by Alfred Watts! And what was once a fragment about water-rats has blossomed into a complete bad poem:


The Current
The white soul of the water
Dips — gnawing the tree-roots.
It is broken.
Across the implacable bronze-green scummed bark
And the glistening water-rats
Are tired.


Isn’t that amazingly awful? There are two other Watts poems in that "Question Nocturnal" and "In The Park: For Farouche, November, 1914." I plan on looking at this magazine in person, and reading the other two bad poems.


What's funny about “The Others,” besides its snooty name, is that it really was a cutting-edge periodical of New Jersey's WWI-era avant-garde community, which featured the poetry of William Carlos Williams and Wallace Stevens, and the artwork of Man Ray and Marcel Duchamp.
Stay tuned for more updates on the rediscovery of Alfred Watts!