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Sublime, in my voice

public speaking

I am not a performer poet.

Crowds scare the shit out of me.  I forget to enunciate at the right places. I speak too fast. I get nervous. I sweat.

But voicemails are easy. You leave a message. After the beep.

My poem, “Sublime,” is now in Voicemail Poems. You can listen to it here.

It was originally published by Red Poppy Review (now rechristened as Poppy Road Review) in 2011.

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My Sublime

I read Edmund Burke’s A Philosophical Enquiry into the Origins of the Sublime and Beautiful in my third year undergrad Romantics class. For the misguided, no, this was not a class on love. The Romantic era refers to a time period in literary history that saw a reactionary revolt against the industrial revolution in the latter half of the 18th century in Europe. Most noted poets who come to mind are Keats, Coleridge and Wordsworth.

But back to Burke. His concept of sublime never quite left my consciousness. The idea of extreme ecstasy coupled with extreme pain. The ultimate moment of sublime. To me, unending longing can create this moment in infinite loops.

So, I wrote a poem. Deconstructed sublime, as I saw fit.

My poem, “Sublime,” is now in Red Poppy Review. You can read it here.

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