Rockland

Another poetry relate post, and another Howl related post. This week's poetry task was to re-write the third section of the Howl poem into a sonnet; this may sound easy but it really isn't! Not only do hardly any of the words in the third section rhyme with each other, but none of it even makes much sense! Well, anyway, it took me a while but I was actually quite pleased with the result, let's see what you think:

Solomon! I'm here with you in Rockland

Where you are so much madder than I am

Can you split the heavens of Long Island

With the catatonic piano you bang?

In my dreams you walk dripping from the sea

With your straightjacket, lost in the abyss

Do forget your underwear, we are free

Under the bedsheets where we hug and kiss.

So drink the tea of your nurse's breasts

And accuse your doctors of insanity

Yet faculties of your skull have been test

Fifty more shocks will not return humanity

But then again in the United States

It's angelic bombs that illuminate.