Re: Modern Poetry
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Posted by red on December 06, 1998 at 23:18:21:
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In Reply to: Modern Poetry posted by Ernest on December 01, 1998 at 08:54:15:
: Modern Poetry : when language : wearing its formal dress, : well-spoken : at its station in high society, : disobeys the laws of exposition, : Love may creep : like a fiend : into the camphor-scented rooms : of finely-crafted sentences, : strangle the sleeping baby : and fill its bag : with moon and stars. And there, under that moon and stars of yours it be, layed out, dried skin staked to the desert page, the Strangler - a clumsy meeting inevitable, the unutterable spilt ink over fine white linen; as that a dead tree might speak. :)
red.
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