adventures in dysthymia

Friday, July 22, 2016

What Lasts?

Every song is also a poem.

Pop music is the poetry of the people, some of it good, most of it forgettable. But it speaks for a time and for a place as much as the poems written for the pages of literary journals. Maybe more than those do.

Most of those serious poems will also be forgotten, forgotten as surely as the latest pop drivel. This is inevitable.

I know better than to take myself too seriously. Maybe I shall write something good, something enduring. Chances are, none of it will last. Not the poems, not the songs, not the stories.

But who knows? One keeps on. One must.

Stephen Brooke ©2016

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