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I am so sick of poets

I am so sick of poets, in real life and found online; how they tend to wax poetic, and pretend to be sublime when describing some quite minuscule and unimportant thing: the dewdrop on the lily, a mosquito’s lacy wing. … Continue reading

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Crime and Punishment

I would admit a lesser crime if only it were worth my while; but in these days when wish makes fact the simple notoriety of having lived will sentence me. There is no justice in the world when thought alone … Continue reading

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Such Times Are These

Such times are these that rich men gloat to turn great woods to creosote and laugh to see the world take note as style takes substance by the throat. Such times are these that poor men work their fingers fleshless … Continue reading

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Ranting on Poetics

I will not write for other poets. They exist to ridicule each other, and failing that, to share inside jokes on what words are or aren’t clich on poems written in metered speech on lines that rhyme, even if well … Continue reading

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Coming of Age … an ongoing diatribe … LOL

In the most recent issue of American Poet, the journal of the American Academy of Poets, there is an advertisement for a book, Coming of Age as a Poet: Milton, Keats, Eliot, Plath, written by Helen Vendler, who seems to … Continue reading

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No Critique Requested

So many poets trace, or seek to trace the root of their art back in time, but just so far; and would attempt to judge all verse to suit their own agendas. Doing this, they scar just the veneer, the … Continue reading

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Seed Thought for the Day

The truth is that a man’s sense of the world dictates his subjects to him and that this sense is derived from his personality, his temperament, over which he has little control and possibly none, except superficially. It is not … Continue reading

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