Friday, 24 November 2017

A poem for Giorgio Moroder

For the West End Phoenix launch party last night, I was invited to select a song that was in the charts during the week of November 23, 1977 and write a poem in response to it. Other writers chose songs from 1947 to 2007 and did the same. I chose Donna Summer's "I Feel Love," the ground breaking disco hit penned by the great Giorgio Moroder. Here is the poem I wrote (with apologies to Milton Acorn).


I Feel Love: Hi-NRG

for Giorgio Moroder


I feel love in the Dolomites where the spark that drives the oscillator was composed into the system.
I feel love in the chase scene from Berlin to Eternity in shimmering photonic cars.
I feel love in the vision of a prison break by way of the full nelson face buster.
I feel love where Hi-NRG equals mass times the speed of light squared.
I feel love when I feel love, I feel love, I feel love, I feel love, I feel love, I feel love.
I feel love in the repetition.
I feel love in the repetition of pop songs.
I feel love in the digital pilgrimage across the stars to a shining planet known as Earth.
I feel love in the dial tone that matches the anticipation of your voice.
I feel love in the unthinkable life choices of were panthers.
I feel love in the gynoid Maria, the Maschinenmensch reborn in glowing rings, an echo of the love
          that will wreak havoc on Metropolis. 
I feel love in collaboration—finish this sentence: 
I feel love _______________________________________________________.
I feel love for the story that loops back on itself, that is told anew, that sees its heroes transformed and
          its goddess renamed.
I feel love in the repetition.
I feel love in the repetition of mythology.
I feel love with my last breath as I advance into the Danger Zone.
I feel love in the contest of strength that is too much to bear.
I feel love in the contest of nations where heroes fall and are reborn.
I feel love in the Countach.
I feel love in the click track.
I feel love in the yellow taxi.  
I feel love in the luck dragon.
I feel love in the F-14 Tomcat.
I feel love in the drug-addled snakebite.
I feel love in the neon grid that stretches to a vanishing point behind the silhouette of black
          mountains.
I feel love in the subculture of airwaves.
I feel love in the intelligence of the artificial life form.
I feel love in the repetition.
I feel love in the repetition of the repetition.
I feel love for the story that loops back on itself, that is told anew, that sees its heroes transformed and
          its goddess renamed again.




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