Dear Ayn Rand

Unfountainhead
 
 
Them fountainheads!
Betrothed Keating was webbed entangled
Was caught by art critic Toohey to dead
End ego supreme Roark’s new vision angles.
 
Supreme ego individualist architect Roark
Torched Keating naked put Toohey aghast.
Dominique in stone quarry begin to purr
Sucked her ego to sight touch stranger Roark eyes.
 
Evading hers selfish king continued pounding stones.
 
Ah egotists!
Cuckooed Keating, Dominigue bedded
Critic boss publisher Wynand daily news
Married him yet rocked lover Roark’s bed
 
Toohey aghast! No Greek? No medieval scones?
 
Erect-my-ideas-fountainhead ego great Roark
His found love shared least selfish, alas!
Flamed Dominique ménage Keating-Wynand a-troic
Separate once twice and more in blissful lusts!
 
Ah egotists!
Spread love!
Shared flesh bliss!
In places less cove.
 
Never my soul will let his Dominique
Webbed entangled arching back a-trois
With them self centered egotistigues
Not once twice or thrice!
 
Them egotists!
Unmasked!
Unfountainhead!
 
©NDR mid’60's rev6/2016

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J Ann Crowder
about 4 years

I need to read more to fully understand but I understood some. Sometimes we don't need to understand right away to see the beauty in the words. I love poetry that forces me to do a little research on other forms of literature. Nicely written! A perfect example of how literature can have an impact.

Nelson D Reyes
Nelson D Reyes
almost 4 years

Thank you Jenifer. I agree with you totally. I love your poetry as you know and the words you use to create an image, images so beguiling that when I finished reading I wanted to see more, feel more the emotions you were experiencing when you wrote the poem. And then the poem becomes "mine", so to speak, shared as you wished or at least you hope, I think. A beautiful thing we do here in our little circle of friends-sharing.
I wish I still have the book, Fountainhead, sure would have given it to you.

Robert L. Martin
over 4 years

Wow. You sure are well versed in literature. Great job

Nelson D Reyes
over 4 years

Sorry, I forgot to write a background about this poem.
Back in the 60s, as you may very well know, Ayn Rand was the campus academia gueen of individualism. And of course the decade was the "individualist" decade in art, architecture, philosophy, music, etc. Her novel "The Fountainhead" was the campus rave.
This poem is a vignette of the novel stripped of the heavy philosophical discourses that transpired
between the characters re. individualism and collectivism, altruism and selfishness.
Rather the poem dealt with the seamy part of the characters' true character, i.e., in the bedroom or any "cove" setting. And Dominique played them ala-trios although separately.
I was so taken by this part of the novel that I wrote a "Dear Jane (Ayn Rand)" about it and revised it to date. Thank you for appreciating my effort.
NB: I thought maybe Dominigue was Ayn Rand.

Robert L. Martin
over 4 years

I love all your words even though I don't understand them very well.

Nelson D Reyes
Nelson D Reyes
over 4 years

You most likely got the gist. The people in the poem simply "love" each other with "passion" outside of the equally passionate philosophical discussions they had in the novel "Fountainhead" regarding the architectural style emerging at the time (early turn of the 20th century) being the vehicle dyed into the individualist/collectivist fabric.

Vic
over 4 years

Hhhhmmmm!

Nelson D Reyes
Nelson D Reyes
over 4 years

You're right Brod. But please see the above response to Robert and also the background I intended to write but forgot.

Vic
Vic
over 4 years

@Nelson D Reyes: Thanks for the explanation Brod. Now I get it, I think. Hahahaha.

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