If any of you happen to acquire time machines and travel to eighteenth century England, please tell the inhabitants, from me, that all writing of poetry between the years 1700 and 1800 should be outlawed on grounds of cruelty to readers. (Unless you meet an inhabitant by the name of William Blake, who of course does not count.)
( If you wish to encounter quality poetry, you had best seek some other poem now. Behind the cut lurk horrors like the word mossy-tinctured, brutally murdered fish, and painfully correct iambic pentameter. )
I warned you.
( If you wish to encounter quality poetry, you had best seek some other poem now. Behind the cut lurk horrors like the word mossy-tinctured, brutally murdered fish, and painfully correct iambic pentameter. )
I warned you.