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Omaha High School Poetics

October 9, 2006

The difference between reading a poem
and writing a poem is just not fair.
Like Miss Plath assigned this red
wheelbarrow poem for Friday. Like right,
I’m gonna see a red wheelbarrow?
Gramps maybe has one in his garage –
rusty, dented, & all scratched up.
Daddy doesn’t have a clue if to push it
or pull it, and glazed chickens? Come on,
gimme a break, you mean the glaze on
the sweet and sour at Wongs
in the mall? Will yum Car los Will yums.
It’s enough to make you hurl & this
T.S. Eliot. Don’t even get me started.
He wants a wasteland? Let him come
check out the nerds in my 5th hour.
So see, we have to bust butts reading

Modern Poetry just for a measly grade
to take home to mommy poo?
But take my best poem on my blog
where I have put in all the good stuff
& class weirdoes and even my best friend
never even get it that my boyfriend
in my poem is not my boyfriend
but is a metaphor for the great romance
of my life which may or may not
be happening now, or if you care, may not
ever happen. There. What’d I tell you?
You take off all your clothes and lie down
on a piece of virtual real estate like your
whole freaking life and nobody gives a rat’s
assets to say anything but oooh, gross. I say
the difference between reading a poem
and writing a poem is just not fair.

by Paul Dickey

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  1. October 10, 2006 at 9:58 am

    THis is wonderful, Paul. I especially liked the lines about Gramps’ possible red wheelbarrow, and the glaze on the sweet and sour at the mall.

  2. October 10, 2006 at 10:57 am

    Paul…I enjoyed your poem. After failing 10th grade English, getting D- several other times in HS literature and failing a sophomore English Lit class I can relate to this poem.

    Hey is Wong’s at Crossroads or Westroads? I was in Omaha a few weeks ago and my favorite restaurant has closed. La Fata’s at 72 and Blondo….I will miss the place.

  3. October 15, 2006 at 2:51 pm


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