Bad Poetry Festival- Day 2 readings

Welcome to Day 2 of our II Annual Bad Poetry Festival, a celebration of all the putrid prose and stinky stanzas penned by the lousy poets who didn’t get invited to that other poetry festival that’s going on this week in Granada. The ND’s Bad Poetry Festival will run all week online, with the winner announced on Saturday (either by democratic vote or, more likely yet, by sagacious interpretation of public will). The contest is still open, so enter today. Write tim@nicaraguadispatch.com with subject “bad poetry.”

 

#6 National Flower (Part I)

we all dream about and need,

models of self-esteem, hygiene, cleanliness

we all dream about and need,

a clear horizon

we all dream about and need,

             a free and pretty country

we all dream about and need,

             love for our sense of self-esteem and respect

we all dream about and need,

love, respect, affection and these values that make us great

we all dream about and need,

continuity of this fraternal project in all of us

we all dream about and need,

            to be clean, orderly, neatly kept, loving

we all dream about and need,

            to Live Clean, Live Healthy, Live Pretty, Live Well, Live Better

National Flower (Part II)

we are called to mind the beauty,

             to respect ourselves, to love ourselves, and to care for ourselves,

we are called to mind the beauty,

             clean, neatly kept, and aesthetic,  pretty, free, clean, secure

we are called to mind the beauty,

             caring for harmony and for the aesthetics of daily life beyond poverty

we are called to mind the beauty,

             we can be poor but clean, poor but honorable, with community and nature

we are called to mind the beauty,

            We can’t keep converting the parks we open into dumps

National Flower (Part III)

We have to advance the conscience

we have to advance on the material plane,

We have to advance the conscience

            service to our fellow man, love and service to our fellow man

We have to advance the conscience

accomplishing the mission in the mission accomplished

We have to advance the conscience

the vision renewing yourself before each new circumstance in History!

We have to advance the conscience

growing with each battle!

We have to advance the conscience

            hammering out all the risks, all the crossroads, all the strategies, all forms

We have to advance the conscience

            alerting, insisting, advising, beyond us all

We have to advance the conscience

            more towards the world and from the world

We have to advance the conscience

            in indispensable transcendence

We have to advance the conscience

            advance on the spiritual and cultural plane

We have to advance the conscience

            our heroes and martyrs, our national heroes

We have to advance the conscience

Thankful, blessed, thriving, from one victory to another

We have to advance the conscience

            Christian, Socialist and in solidarity.

                                                                                                                          -Harry Pantalones

 

#7 Notes on how to write poems about drinking

Move to a farm.
Seclusion equals longing equals invention – like the suit.

Wear suits.
Poets should always wear suits. Wetsuits even better, what with all the drinking.

Drink heavily.
Also, you’ll need a tuba.

Buy a tuba.
Purchase while drunk. Bury it. Say, “With you, I bury all life’s low notes.”

                                                                                                                             -Craig Collins-Young

 

#8 Me So

Heavy breathing and taught skin
Of youths embrace in dance
Rhythmical, thunderous, titillating
New loves tingling touch
Excites and delights in anticipation of
Your next exploration

                                                                                                                                       – J.P Incaviglia

 

  • Carla Chamorro

    Also bad press goes to hell…

    El Boston Globe está a la venta

    Malos tiempos para los medios de comunicación escritos. La empresa «The New York Times Company» ha anunciado que está decidida a vender su división «New England Media Group», que incluye entre otras publicaciones el diario «The Boston Globe», con el fin de centrar su negocio en la cabecera que le da nombre.

    «Nuestro plan de vender New England Media Group demuestra nuestro compromiso de centrar nuestra estrategia e inversiones en el New York Times y su periodismo», dijo el presidente y consejero delegado de la compañía, Mark Thompson, en un comunicado.

    Thompson, que se hizo con las riendas de la empresa en noviembre pasado proveniente de la BBC, añadió que las «diferencias» entre ese grupo de medios y el New York Times «nos hacen creer que una venta es lo mejor para estas propiedades y para los empleados que trabajan para ellas, así como para nuestros accionistas».

  • Martha Eugenia

    Here is my humble contribution to your outstandingly good “Bad Poetry Festival” One can only hope to be as bad as you. These are inspired in some rather “good” characters of Our Beloved Nicaragua.

    I

    There is a fat pig named Roberto
    He wrote, “The Scumbag’s Manifesto”
    With his good friend Daniel
    He runs a Cartel
    together they rob the elections.

    II

    The wife of the president says,
    “Say a prayer for Hugo Chavez
    because we need his money
    I would like a white pony
    and a dozen new Mercedes Benz”
    III

    That woman does not shave her pits
    and a bra doesn’t go near her tits
    she’s ugly as sin and has hairs on her chin
    when she blabbers she always spits

  • Ben

    Martha my dear
    You must enter
    next year.