The poetics of Peter Solis Nery, Part 6

SOME things are better long.

I like some things pretty long.

But for poetry, I like them short.

Short and quick.

Like a blowjob. I mean, like a quick blow of death.

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I like my poems short.

Quickie poems, I call them.

Short poems that satisfy my ADHD, and other immediate desires.

I occasionally read long poems. Just to put variety in my life.

But mostly, I am easily satisfied by short works.

I love short poems.

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Reading short poems inspire me to write short.

And I’m pretty good at micro-writing.

I am funnier when I write short.

I feel smarter when I write pithy lines.

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Did somebody say brevity is the soul of wit?

That’s a sharp observation.

Sharp as a spear.

And earthshaking, too, in the 1600s.

I bet my sexy ass Shakespeare said it.

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I love long lovemaking.

For as long as it isn’t tedious.

The moment it starts to feel like a job, I lose my erection.

Love is not love when it feels like a job.

That’s why I hate calling fellatio a blowjob!

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So, if a longish poem feels like a big puzzle for me to solve, I drop it.

If it’s really bad, I drop it after the first stanza.

If it’s any good, I’ll give it a chance up to the fifth stanza.

But trust me. I scan poetry books.

And if the poems in it are more than a page long, I don’t buy it.

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I don’t have much porn in my video collection.

What I have a lot of are porn samplers.

You know, the sample compilation DVDs advertising the various full-length porn movies.

You see, I don’t like porn as much as I like poetry.

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But like my interest in porn, I want my poems short.

I don’t like full-length porn and poetry.

I mean, I don’t like very long poems. I don’t like very long porn.

Oh, I mean, I like long. But not lengthy porn movies.

Oh, you know what I mean!

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So, this is my poetics.

But this is far from complete.

I just don’t have the time right now to write everything.

I’m a newspaper columnist, for Christ’s sake!

But I thought if I start writing about it, maybe I’ll be encouraged to write more about it.

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I wrote this tract (this treatise, if you will) in connection with my online poetry workshop.

Yeah, the “June 2018 Poem-a-than and Poetry Workshop with Peter Solis Nery” on Facebook.

I thought if I wrote my ideas down, the easier will the workshop flow.

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I have another goal.

If I can collect my thoughts like this, like with an eye for publication, maybe I can develop this into a full-length book.

“The Poetics of Peter Solis Nery”.

That sounds nice. That sounds lofty. That sounds amazing.

And then I realized, too many poor people in the country wouldn’t be able to afford it.

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So, out of the kindness of my generous heart, I thought I should just share it.

I mean, since it’s already written, I thought, Why not share it with my newspapers readers?

I know some teachers are following my column. This can be helpful

I know some wannabe writers are checking out “My Life as Art”. This can be inspirational.

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I really don’t care what you make of this.

I thought this series is very fun to read.

If not that, at least, I had so much fun writing it.

I was imagining you squirming with all those sexy and pornographic references.

I almost had an orgasm imagining your discomfort.

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By the time you read this particular piece (the sixth and final installment in the series), I’m almost halfway through with my workshop.

So, this treatise has already served some purpose.

I hope you learned something from it, too. If you have been following it installment by installment.

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And if you be bold and daring, I’d like you to shoot me an email at: frapippo@aol.com or frapippo@yahoo.com.

Tell me what you think about the series.

What it made you feel.

Tell me if turning this into a book would be a good idea.

And thank you very much!

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If you haven’t followed me on Instagram yet, here are a few Instagram posts related to my workshop, which I think would be nice to include here in conclusion:

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It’s easy to be a poet these days.

It’s even easier to be popular.

What isn’t easy is being a good poet producing poems that matter, and becoming popular for the right reasons.

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You will eventually like me.

I don’t need you to like me.

I just want you to pick up a few good things from me.

I don’t like you to take my crap.

Just take whatever you can of what’s True, Good, and Beautiful.

Because that’s the poet’s life! (500tinaga@gmail.com/PN)