Pinsky had it right about the joke,
it has become the haiku of our times,
little pellets of truth cunningly packed

into a narrative whose only aim
is to provoke an expulsion of hot air
through upturned lips. So many are the same

in terms of their technique and structure,
the subject matter is just pepperoni,
a thrown on topping framing the culture

that joins the teller to the listening crony
whose chuckle fills out what the wisecrack means—
the joke’s a blameless set of rules, like money.

Jokes are like poems too—they are machines.


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. peter litton
    Jan 18, 2012 @ 11:55:54

    Who the hell is Pinsky?


  2. Niall O'Sullivan
    Jan 18, 2012 @ 16:19:54

    Robert Pinsky, I refer specifically to this poem:


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