Writer’s Revenge #1


In a world that passes judgement
on people for what they do,
which labels by occupation,
it cannot understand
the philosophy of ‘To Be’.
One was never good
at God and Games
and took the snide asides and sneers
of horrible little Englishmen –
fogeys like their fathers.

One doesn’t catch the cattle-wagon
so that stay-at-home mothers
could boast to other silly cows –
in gross exaggeration –
of their sons’ and daughters’
allocated living (which they hate),
or about their children’s town houses
in Battersea or Clapham
and basement constructions,
and grandchildren’s private schools.

What the act of writing and thinking
lacks in visibility
it possesses more in tangibility
than making it to Partner
or just mere Junior Associate.
Because, despite caustic condescension,
the writer has as their weapons
their pen and imagination,
and the list of names
of their enemies:

The put-downers and detractors,
the school contemporaries and masters,
and university rivals,
relatives and so-called family friends.
Their moniker becomes a character
who possesses perversions,
peculiar inclinations,
a most unpleasant person,
a villain most vile,
a psychopathic sociopath.

What was good for Waugh
is good enough for us;
our pen is our sword.
So to all those I know and have known
(and most of you are loathsome);
look out for your names –
you’ll become legends,
so people will laugh
when you telephone for service,
or make an application.

For the written word
Is the foundation
Of strength and power,
And for The Writer
The greatest revenge.

© Copyright RC Clermont 2017



Writer #2 (second stanza – of 2)

Writer #2

Am I the world’s only person
To attain the conclusion
That there’s a differentiation
Between something for which one is drilled
And that in which one is fulfilled;
Between labouring at what one loathes,
And realizing what one loves;
That the former subsidises the latter,
Till the latter becomes the corpus,
And the former superfluous –
Though it’s a crime to be lettered
In these harsher times?

© Copyright RC Clermont 2017


Writer #2 (stanza #1)


Wiping a circle in the condensation
To view a drab morning in Autumn
From one’s sombre studio salon,
One revives the aspiration
Of the literary recognition
To relieve oneself of the obligation
To travail as an automaton
In the lower ranks of one’s profession
In the perpetual delusion
That one will earn the distinction
Of other people’s expectations,
That one has achieved one’s vocation.

© Copyright RC Clermont 2017



Life in the fast lane;

defective product. Bin it;

Write, Live, Love, Escape


© Copyright RC Clermont 2015

From: ‘Reflections 3‘.  (available at Amazon; part of the ‘Reflections‘ series of haiku verse).


Notes on Posted Notes: ‘Telephone Banking’ and ‘The Writer’

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NOTES ON POSTED NOTES: ‘Telephone Banking’ and ‘The Writer’

This is the first of a series of self-analyses of my posts on this blog. I’ll start with ‘Telephone Banking’ and ‘The Writer’.

The background:  Telephone Banking is a poem arising from the seminal cause of frustration. Indeed, while wasting thirty minutes in increasing anger at the non-response of the so-called service – using a free to use phone at a branch of the unnamed bank that I use, one of the world’s largest – I penned this verse on one of the bank’s leaflets. I was tempted to leave it behind for the amusement of other customers, but then changed my mid. curiously, then, the bank’s non-response has allowed me to publish another verse. The detriment was mine, originally, ergo, the wasted time, then the time being used productively, for my revenge, the writer’s revenge, via the pen and key-stroke.


The poem consists of three triplets, and follows a rhyme scheme of aaa/aaa/aaa .

The end rhymes are true rhymes, pararhymes or homographs. Those with assonance, or homophones, are: you/through/do/two, and: though/dough/throw/hello; pararhymes, or homographs are: through/though/enough/dough.

Examples of internal rhymes are: St 1, listening/assuming; St 2, wonder/what/when; St 3, chair/there. Other rhymes include the assonance are found in recurrence of ‘you’.

The background to ‘The Writer is when someone at home (who shall remain nameless), who, frankly, in the same atavistic, anti-intellectual manner that this person goes about their life dispensing their own form of ‘wisdom’ said something similar in the opening lines of this poem , passing comment on the fact that I spend long hours at my desk. Naturally, this person is merely expressing a bourgeoisie prejudice about what one ought to be doing with one’s life. Time between jobs has given one time to write, and one has oneself put on the suit to commute to a job one despises. ‘The Writer’ is a tribute to those independent spirits who refuse to conform to the demands of ‘the market’ in today’s industrialised society. They’re called Writers and Artists.


The seminal poem consists of 5 couplets in the rhyme scheme aa/bb/cc/dd/ee, namely, day/say, writing/boasting, visibility/money-making, suit/commute, prejudices/mores. One could also suggest that the cc rhyme-scheme in Stanza 3 is also cb (visibility/money-making) as ‘money’ goes with ‘visibility’, and ‘making’ goes with ‘writing’ and ‘boasting’.

Internal rhymes are: nothing/sitting/reflecting/thing/contrasting and complement the –ing endings of Stanza 2. The homographic and homophonic ‘-y’ or ‘-ly’ pair off into their own assonance of: Luxury/starkly and satisfy/comply, and they are also assonant with day/say/visibility/money end rhymes.

The scansion of these two verses is not exhaustive, but therein I hope I have conveyed a sense of what can be achieved by using various rhyming schemes in even short poems. The effort is worthwhile, even for such seemingly simple themes, in the development of one’s craft. I hope to post more comment on scansion of other verses soon.

If you have read this far, thank you for your attention!

©RC Clermont 2016

Posted Notes – The Writer




“You do nothing all day,”

The critics always say.


The art of sitting, reflecting, writing –

Not a thing for dinner-party boasting.


It lacks the luxury of visibility,

Starkly contrasting to venal money-making;


One does not require a suit,

Or need a train to commute


To satisfy prejudices,

So as to comply with mores.

© RC Clermont 2016