fact or fiction
Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about what makes a good poem and the poetry rules that were made to be broken.
HEAD FOR THE GATE
HEAD FOR THE GATE Old England wasn’t gentle in those dark and distant years, when punishment was public and nobody hid their fears. You bowed before the soldiers, you listened to the state, or one day you might find yourself displayed upon a gate.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
Something Wicked This Way Comes
E xurban streets run rictus with manifestations E tymology meets Cosmology metes the red brick road E verything leads down Morrígan's ruby-wrought path E nter and light the first pyre, soon illumed thirty more E xhalation knocks on sovereign doors of raven war E burnean hand of prophecy, can you feel it?
By Edward Swaffordabout a month ago in Poets
Blanked Verse?
Prologue: We are indeed fortunate to have discovered a long-lost poem by Mr. F. S. W. Stegalitz, one of the finest poets of the nineteenth century; a worthy rival to Dickinson, Hopkins, Whitman, Pushkin, or many of the modern poets of the last century. As those of you who read and love poetry know, Mr. Stegalitz was not a fan of the publication industry, feeling that they were ''vultures and leeches in bowties'' (a rare direct quote), so he kept his work close to home and would only allowed certain scholars and readers he felt worth his time see his work. Fortunately, one of those readers was able to acquire his work after his passing and save it for future generations. Unfortunately, it again became lost and hidden in a desk drawer that would have remained undiscovered were it not for the efforts of our investigators.
By Kendall Defoe about a month ago in Poets
