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Everyone's a poet
by JMS
Your rhymes are too rhymey! (He snarled in disgust.) Take them outside If write them you must. Your meter's too measured-- Style's always the same. Alliteration allures you To play its dumb game. You're like all the others Who think they are poets. The soul is the thing-- But you do not know it! You get hung up in structure, So this poem will fail. And if I had my druthers I'd finish it in blank verse.
--jms
Related Articles:
Bill Marra's Ode to Heidegger, Bill Marra (I,3)
Everyone's a poet, JMS (III,6)
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© The University Concourse, April 30, 1998
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