How to kill the ironist

Orwell said in his day
it was more daring
to believe in God
than it was to not.
The atheist had friends
beyond the foxhole.

Give it twenty years
and the West will lose
its confounded irony.
It needs a good plague
to take the edge off
its reading public.

Something serious
instead of play-serious—
more than mimesis
or chatter thereof
and black eyeglasses.
Among writers, odd them,

it is taboo to mention
that once upon a time
literature was dear.
It is time to install
in letters a solemnity

it lost. It is high time
to slip into its skin
and hoist it up with
a new skeleton. We must
fatten it, then give it tone.

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~ by Jeremy on June 26, 2013.

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