SHEESH, I'M A DOGMATIC OLD BUGGER!!!
Okay, call me a Philistine, see if I care! This modern poetry – well, to be fair, not all of it of course – but a hell of a lot of it: I read it, and I go “ Yer wo?”, or maybe “ Whaddya mean? ” The stuff I detest most is this almost verb-less garbage; you know what I mean … “ Blue sky, red sun,... Sign in to see full entry.