I have never read a good poem in my life.
Pardon, please, in that sentence the loose term 'good', it is there in lieu
of another.
I know more good poems than I can enumerate, my memory rings with them as
palpably as the beat of 'my own' experience.
Bad poems, I have read them in legions, there on the page, down there, their
inert words, borrowed thoughts, polite predictable rhythms. Sorry, I am in
error again, the qualifier, they are not 'bad' poems, they are un-poems, das
hundert/-zungige Mein-/gedicht, das Genicht.
So, 'bad' poems? I quite like them, children of spirit gone astray.
But it is those deadword nospeaking things I read, as I would a newspaper,
distantly, but poetry:
I meet it once and never forget.
david bircumshaw
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