The Blab of the Wave of Modern Day Poetry, A Babylonian Babble of Bubble, the Flotsam and Jetsam of every new Word, non-ausculatable. And nothing, though something, is everywhere heard, I cannot but think that somehow the Poesy sails on the swells of a rather rough sea; Each […] Continue reading
~ I am so angry with present-day poetry, in poetry passing review. ~ When reading the poets of present-day poetry, I’m flummoxed, bewildered, bemused. ~ No rhyme, nor meter; no beating with time. No accentual syllabic to be found in the Line. ~ But then that’s the freedom of Art for Art’s sake in present-day […] Continue reading
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 