Thursday, May 15, 2014
Litanies Gather
Rooms Have Power
Makes no difference
their size.
Big meeting takes place
once in medium,
and he is terrorized
on the stairs by
CEO fleeing,
and moans inside,
finally "darting howls."
He did spare in his art time.
Labels: business, business cliches, CEO, meeting, room, terror
Monday, November 05, 2012
The Business of Fatigued Language
Ducks on a pond,
thence in a row. You
move them somehow: They’ve
flapped down in chaos, mid
little family strings
gliding around. So, rout
whatever riot in trade
for metaphor. Thus run
up flagpoles to see
who etc salutes etc
whilst thinking--where
else?--OUTSIDE THE BOX!
Which becomes the new inside
said container. We’re speaking here
of waking up deadly dull work by
literary speech of sorts. Flower past?
Still lingers the essence. Yeah,
so what the figures flaccid
and long since expired?
We are bold in insisting on
at least breathing out good
ole feathery conceits. Hey!
when we ourselves get old,
can afford to see
things in true,
scathing light
on us. Which
we’ll deny.
Ducks on a pond,
thence in a row. You
move them somehow: They’ve
flapped down in chaos, mid
little family strings
gliding around. So, rout
whatever riot in trade
for metaphor. Thus run
up flagpoles to see
who etc salutes etc
whilst thinking--where
else?--OUTSIDE THE BOX!
Which becomes the new inside
said container. We’re speaking here
of waking up deadly dull work by
literary speech of sorts. Flower past?
Still lingers the essence. Yeah,
so what the figures flaccid
and long since expired?
We are bold in insisting on
at least breathing out good
ole feathery conceits. Hey!
when we ourselves get old,
can afford to see
things in true,
scathing light
on us. Which
we’ll deny.
Labels: business, business cliches, business language, fatigued language, imagination, metaphor, trite
