Monday, July 4, 2011

Edgar Allan Poem

Otto, with unbridled hubris, has reworked one of the most beautiful poems in the American canon. If you please:






















ELDORADO
by Edgar Otto Mannix

He badly stunk,
Our stumbling drunk,
In sunshine and in shadow,
Lumbering long,
Puking a song,
In search of Eldorado.

But he grew old--
This bum so bold--
And o'er his heart a shadow
Crashed as he found,
No sidewalk ground,
That smelled like Eldorado.

And, as his rags
Failed him and sagged,
He met his drunken shadow--
"Shadow," slurred he,
"Where can it be--
This joint called Eldorado?"

"Down the Bowery
Follow the moon,"
Replied the drunken shadow,
"Crawl, boldly crawl
To the saloon
They call The Eldorado."

5 comments:

William Thirteen said...

Quoth the Raven "Make it a Double"!

Ivan said...

Magnificent! Poe's ghost would be proud!

otto & boris said...

I like to think he would see the humor, and the love. Otto Jr. has the original poem down. He loves it.

Erich Kuersten said...

Goes posht would be loud, as well! This made me weep quietly with joy after a hard day stressed.

Otto Mannix said...

Thank you, Erich, Ivan and Wilhelm. Your thoughts are always welcome. *BURP*