and just to tease...
How Not to Pen a Pome
First of all, don't start like this:
"And then I saw, I knew, how can you deny it?"
Don't hearken to gothic apostrophes
and claim
"It's true, my Muse speaks to me."
'Cuz she doesn't.
Abuse of deus machinas ex,
no mode behind allusive text,
tumors of foreshadowing,
and irony non following…
isn't it weird it isn't it?
No olde flourishes shalt thou rape
for pretense shall mine credence raze.
Don't bully laymen with elitist verse
replete with stagy, beatniked words…
speaking of which, don't brandish style;
and chop~
your beat….
into:
"fake" and banal mispunctuated nonsense calling it p-r-o-s-e or whatnot th!nking ur e.e. cummings and just foregoing all form when witty tricks run-out and streams-of-consequence oooh so artsy is the onlything you got outta Joyce and oh what other great poet can I namedrop hmmmm
And please no pointless metaphors
so blunt like fallen similes
"tan toads hop on the wall of sun that
stood still 'neath the warrior wind, dude."
And connotations you can't cognize?
Don't utilize lest you pauperize
their essence. Errr….
And remember--- art isn't always art
at all the times, to all the world,
especially when the art's too sharp
and kills the hearts of dreams un-furled.
So keep your morals to yourself and don't try to impress
the simple folk who read for love of verse not vainly dressed,
but write with greed and avarice, that vision most sincere;
a hedon serves the arts the best by crafting that most dear.
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