Detective Story Fix

Detective Story Fix


I’ve had my evening pre-bed read:

A page of Dhammapada,

Some Upanishad,

A chapter of the Gita.

It’s all neat; a

way to

Fire up, subdue.

Then, when I think it’s through

It comes: the subtle

Mediocre, two-thou- six

Addicted me.

(Two thousand seven,

But I can’t get six

To rhyme with seven).

Thriller time, murder time, conspiracy:

Crime that’s always solved –

Detective story fix:

I need it!

I will read it!

But there’s nothing on the shelf that fits.

Forced to turn the light off

And think deeply. It’s

The heroin of mediocrity;

And heroine I’m not. Oh rot,

I feel like Groucho Marx without

The grouchy wit that bit,

The grouchy bit of wit.


Detective Story Fix 8.14.2007

A Sense Of The Ridiculous; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative;

Arlene Corwin





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