Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Zachariah McNaughton

Blog and poetry.

A Poem for the New Year by Zachariah McNaughton

A Poem for the New Year:
I miss the old gods
and the random revelries of
indeterminate thunder.
They spoke to my dreams as a child
I was going to change the world-
for better or worse didn't matter.
But I couldn't have suspected
the woven bureaucracy that laid in wait,
couldn't have mastered the pecuniary art
of swimming in debt,
the matriculation into despair.
Sign the loans and they will teach you to write a new kind of poetry.
I miss the old gods and their friendlier apocalypses,
beating swords into ploughshares
and ploughshares into song,
a respectable armeggedon.
Before the frakked world began to die-
as if my whole life was preparation for this singular disappointment,
not only with the world, but with my self,
with my superannuated gods.
Paradise went into foreclosure. The banks took over Eden,
cast me out to wander the world in perfect freedom
with a black mark on my credit.
I miss the old gods that would speak in visions and metaphors
like chaotic spirits of poetry. They were evicted with the rest of us.
The world is more efficient now, without their pesky madnesses.
One less reason to live.

by Zachariah McNaughton

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Zachariah McNaughton, past credits



http://www.imdb.com/name/nm4701591/

http://www.undergroundvoices.com/UVMcNaughton.htm

 http://houseoftoad.blogspot.com/2010/06/zachariah-mcnaughton-lives-in-sarasota.html

 http://www.foreclosurehamlet.org/profiles/blog/list?user=3s83ffxxkxns2

 http://www.exercisebowler.site90.net/Issue3.htm

https://www.youtube.com/user/zmcnaughton

Credits and links.

Zachariah McNaughton