Poetry Competition and Demolition Derby

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The only competition in the world

Of poetry that matters is the fight

Between the heart and mind.  If they are swirled

Together, that might work, but if a slight

Of one against the other misaligns

Their balance, there is danger that the priss

Of Eliot’s snoot mouth gives warning signs.

If mind of Ezra Pound goes kinked, amiss,

The hope ain’t good.  If Shelley and John Keats

Are set against that sissy set of lips

And wonky brain, broad avenues and streets

Of poetry will ride on verse-prang slips.

We need the mix of mind and heart in poise—

    Or, otherwise, we stumble in wrecks’ noise.

~ Phillip Whidden

by phillipw | Aug 25, 2024 | AE, ES, Uncategorized | 0 comments