SF Poetry, by Howard Phillips
|
SF Poetry, by Howard Phillips
|
|
|
“Cordophilia” Cordwainer Smith was a really fine fellow, Though that was a pseudonym and he was crazy. He was adviser to the US in the Korean War. When the defeated Korean soldiers would rather die than give up their arms, He pointed out that the Chinese words For love, duty, humanity and virtue, when shouted out loud Sounded just like the English of “I surrender”. He saved their lives, and who knows? He might save yours. Altogether now: Martel was angry. He did not even adjust his blood away from anger. Howard Phillips *“Francois Mottier’s Book” In the green land, Across the small sea, They drink coffee Instead of pale tea. What I found there Was a certain book, Which you might think Was worth a look. And yet you would Be sorely wrong, So please don’t think About it long: A book so bad It couldn’t be worse, “Philip Jose Farmer Conquers the Universe!” Howard Phillips Poem for my Love How far back does sf go, To Gilgamesh or Frankenstein? Those theories have not convinced, So now you should pay heed to mine. SF’s a melange of various types, The utopia, the conte fantastique kiss. Whoever tries to argue this point, Misses the fact that it’s all just spaceships. Howard Phillips * I actually think that Philip Jose Farmer Conquiert L'Univers is an excellent book, and one I would be privileged to translate some day - SWT (2004) |
|
|
