The Rise of the Anti-Poets
THE RISE OF THE ANTI-POETS
The horror! The horror!--the last words of Kurtz,
from The Heart of Darkness, Joseph Conrad
They wrote of dead old women, poverty,
A squirrel’s guts, the common place, the fluff,
The nicey nice, the weird, the poetry
Of how to write the poetry, crude stuff,
The minor happenings of daily life,
The boring thoughts of friends and relatives,
The hate and spite between the man and wife,
And all those special impact adjectives.
These didn’t rise from Michael Angelo,
Or Ingress, or da Vinci, or the Greeks
Equating Truth with Beauty, or Thoreau
At Walden Pond writing for days and weeks.
The poems of perversion, ugliness,
And death--the death of greatness. What a mess!
The horror! The horror!--the last words of Kurtz,
from The Heart of Darkness, Joseph Conrad
They wrote of dead old women, poverty,
A squirrel’s guts, the common place, the fluff,
The nicey nice, the weird, the poetry
Of how to write the poetry, crude stuff,
The minor happenings of daily life,
The boring thoughts of friends and relatives,
The hate and spite between the man and wife,
And all those special impact adjectives.
These didn’t rise from Michael Angelo,
Or Ingress, or da Vinci, or the Greeks
Equating Truth with Beauty, or Thoreau
At Walden Pond writing for days and weeks.
The poems of perversion, ugliness,
And death--the death of greatness. What a mess!
posted by Thomas Newton at 1:51 PM
1 Comments:
Maybe it could be beneficial to our cause to get the average man & woman to see how corrupt and anti-traditional these poets are. We could, perhaps, set up a special display and select all the perverse poetry together and call it DEGENERATE POETRY...what do ya think?
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