So many schools of poetry. It’s hard to keep up. Must be hard to choose. And such a plethora of poetics concerning each and every one. Oh my. At times I think that these poetics have become the thing. The only real thing. The poetic thing. The verse is mere example. Kind of redundant as well.
And so I find here today The New Efficiency. It does away with such redundant redundancy. It’s a poetics of no poetry. Just the school ma’am. Every work is a new one and its narrative (or lack of one) its poetics. But keep it simple. And when it’s done, on to the next. That’s it.
The New Efficiency.
Tomorrow: The New Chronology
THIS MEANS SOMETHING . . .
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It may be just a coincidence with Memorial Day coming up in the U.S., but
on my way to the gym very early this morning, I passed an old graveyard and
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