Attack On The Ad-Man
by A. S. J. Tessimond
This trumpeter of nothingness, employed
To keep our reason dull and null and void.
This man of wind and froth and flux will sell
The wares of any who reward him well.
Praising whatever he is paid to praise,
He hunts for ever-newer, smarter ways
To make the gilt seen gold; the shoddy, silk;
To cheat us legally; to bluff and bilk
By methods which no jury can prevent
Because the law’s not broken, only bent.
This mind for hire, this mental prostitute
Can tell the half-lie hardest to refute;
Knows how to hide an inconvenient fact
And when to leave a doubtful claim unbacked;
Manipulates the truth but not too much,
And if his patter needs the Human Touch,
Skillfully artless, artlessly naive,
Wears his convenient heart upon his sleeve.
He uses words that once were strong and fine,
Primal as sun and moon and bread and wine,
True, honourable, honoured, clear and keen,
And leaves them shabby, worn, diminished, mean.
He takes ideas and trains them to engage
In the long little wars big combines wage…
He keeps his logic loose, his feelings flimsy;
Turns eloquence to cant and wit to whimsy;
Trims language till it fits his clients, pattern
And style’s a glossy tart or limping slattern.
He studies our defences, finds the cracks
And where the wall is weak or worn, attacks.
lie finds the fear that’s deep, the wound that’s tender,
And mastered, outmanouevered, we surrender.
We who have tried to choose accept his choice
And tired succumb to his untiring voice.
The dripping tap makes even granite soften
We trust the brand-name we have heard so often
And join the queue of sheep that flock to buy;
We fools who know our folly, you and I.

A few random poems:
- To The Lord Falkland
- You Smile Upon Your Friend To-Day poem – A. E. Housman
- Sonnet 124: If my dear love were but the child of state by William Shakespeare
- gum tree loved by the sky by Raj Arumugam
- A Funeral Poem on the Death of C.E. by Phillis Wheatley
- The Homeless Man by Mary TallMountain
- Аля Кудряшева – Зима застыла среди теней
- Robert Burns: The Bonie Wee Thing:
- Love’s Gleaning Tide by William Morris
- The Return by Sara Teasdale
- Winter Trees by Sylvia Plath
- The Natural History of Elephants by Milton Acorn
- Алексей Николаевич Толстой – Москва
- Arcady Unheeding by Siegfried Sassoon
- Robert Burns: Under The Pressure Of Violent Anguish:
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Lorelei by Sylvia Plath
- Little Fugue by Sylvia Plath
- Lesbos by Sylvia Plath
- Leaving Early by Sylvia Plath
- Landowners by Sylvia Plath
- Lament by Sylvia Plath
- Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath
- Kindness by Sylvia Plath
- Jilted by Sylvia Plath
- Insomniac by Sylvia Plath
- Incommunicado by Sylvia Plath
- I Want, I Want by Sylvia Plath
- I Am Vertical by Sylvia Plath
- Heavy Woman by Sylvia Plath
- Hardcastle Crags by Sylvia Plath
- Gulliver by Sylvia Plath
- Green Rock, Winthrop Bay by Sylvia Plath
- Gold Mouths Cry by Sylvia Plath
- Goatsucker by Sylvia Plath
- Gigolo by Sylvia Plath
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Arthur Seymour John Tessimond (1902 -1962) was an English poet. He had a tumultuous childhood, ran from boarding school, went to work, somehow attended the University of Liverpool, avoided service in WWI and then discovered that he is unfit for military service after he was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, which in those days was known as manic depression. A.S. Tessimond is a wonderful poet though maybe somewhat underappreciated poet. He died from in 1962 from a brain haemorrhage.