Margaret And Leonard

Just a brief preface.  This is about those individuals of a certain elite class who have been given the keys to the kingdom of literature based on their academic connections and relationships.   They are out of  touch with the majority of readers and writers,  but for political reasons, their works are touted as acts of sheer genius.  Naturally, it is understood that only a certain class of reader and consumer could comprehend the brilliance of their words.    The result?  Everyone, regardless of income, will support them financially, carrying on this ridiculous pretense because no one wants to be seen as common, ignorant or god forbid, not following the herd.

 

MARGARET AND LEONARD

Margaret and Leonard stand alone in the pasture

a wide expanse of golden grazing land as far as the eye can see

a new animal farm where we can dream and aspire to a greatness we can never attain

Chapter, verse and witticism

Academic posturing and social criticism

playing monopoly with awards and accolades

year after year

They are the gold standard

air kissing icons with ass kissing peons

our sacred cows

Margaret and Leonard casting their words afar

exalted above the peasants

but knee deep in bullshit

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Author: valo

I am a poet, writer and activist with a special interest in human rights for children and women as well as the elimination of poverty worldwide. If you read this today, feed someone locally for me will you? Drop off a non perishable food item at the food bank nearest you and consider yourself hugged. Thank you!

8 thoughts on “Margaret And Leonard”

  1. Val this is a brilliant piece. It manages to exploit beauty and extract the shit that many of us succumb to in garnering acceptance and praise. Well done.

    1. Thank you Marcus. In Canada, these two writers are sacred cows. We have a habit of elevating certain people to iconic status and then keeping them there when they are no more talented than a host of others. They are elevated for who they know, not what they know. Publishing is a very incestuous business in this country with an exclusivity based on how many letters you drag behind your name.

  2. Val, I understand the preface, but for me the poem said it all.
    And, ironically, much more clearly.
    The poem is an Absolute Gem.

    1. Thank you Brandon, as a writer, this was very cleansing to me! 🙂 Calling each other on our bullshit is what writers are supposed to do. That was the purpose behind the lost generation in Paris in the twenties, the Algonquin round table and the salons of Wilde, Woolf etc, to keep us and our work honest and (although this is tough for any artist) as free of ego as possible.

  3. Bwahahahahahaha!!!!!! This is full of gems Val – ‘air kissing icons with ass kissing peons’ – hahaha. Paul Squires would have loved this poem and that is why he loved blogging and was always pushing for self-publishing.

    1. Thank you Gabrielle, this poem actually sprouted from a conversation I had with an older lady friend of mine. She is in her eighties and we got to talking one day last week about Canada’s sacred cows and of course you just know she and I torn both Leonard and Margaret a couple of new ones. 😉 Thank you for thinking Mr. Squires would have liked this, that is a massive compliment. He led the charge for a few of us bloggers to self publish. He is missed. 🙂

  4. The king has no clothes… but who am I to say?
    I would like to say it happens in visual arts too, and in classical music.R and R has its pretenders as does Jazz. But really Val, it all started with God and if it’s OK for God to deal in bullshit, I mean, doesn’t He make the rules?

    1. LOL Stafford, yes it is the same really, but as I don’t believe in god I’ll suspend that disbelief for a minute and say that what you say is true, but at least a god is good at what she/he says they are and it is indisputable that they are the best, being that they are god and made all this stuff. 😉 It’s good to have you visit and leave your wit! 🙂

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