bloody proles ... mumble mumble ... teach'em to read and what do they
write? rubbish ... mumble mumble ... mumble .... ungrateful I call it
.... might as well give a monkey a typewriter for all the good it will
do .... ..... .... ..... rubbish people write today ... only people
writing POETRY are my dear, dear, dear, Friends and that damn cat ....
and some bloke in the 15th century .... mumble ... mumble ... and I
was very, very, very drunk
On 7/14/08, David Bircumshaw <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Although, like most, I can often make off the cuff remarks about this
> or that, I do hesitate to +seriously+ make big pronouncements (don't
> laugh) but I would (nervously) propose this:
>
> that in the English language the last two decades have seen the
> greatest production of ersatz poetry in the known history of human
> civilization. I can imagine that more bad poetry has been written and
> published in English in these years than that of the combined total of
> all other cultures that have ever existed.
>
> It's a humbling thought. What it is to live in such great days.
>
> Tsunami.
>
> --
> David Bircumshaw
> Website and A Chide's Alphabet http://homepage.ntlworld.com/david.bircumshaw/
> The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html
> Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.co.uk
>
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