Sunday, September 1, 2019

Poetics

A snappy rhyme is bound to please
It turns the whole world cheery 
Especially after wine and cheese       
I recommend it, Dearie

But rhymes, alas, are now passé 
and meter merely clogs the path  
Seek liberation, fluidity, free verse
The poet’s maxim, reject constraint
like the hummingbird flitting about the tulips 

and always bear in mind:  Century Twenty-One
we the progeny of PostPostModernism
plumbing dark recesses of the Unconscious
   fingernails scraping on the blackboard 
blind lambs plunging from limestone cliffs
while Time bends in upon    ) (     itself  

So many splendid options for composing a verse
But first let’s enjoy a glass of Merlot  



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