Those Who Speak Correctly Are Excommunicated
Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem
The editors bring out the silence since
They blow off beauty. And, yet, even worse
They publish anti-beauty more like mince
Of pork on pages. What we get is verse
That isn’t even verse much less the thrill
Of poetry. They publish dribbled words
(Or less, say, letters, in an unshaped spill)
Much more like diarrhea than dry turds.
The publications give a little spot
For so-called poetry. The reader knows
These sulkings plumped as poetry are not
And they are trivial as third grade prose.
The editors subscribe to severance
From anything deserving reverence.
~ Phillip Whidden
by phillipw | Mar 22, 2025 | EX, MO, TR |