Poetry Magazines

for Philip Larkin

Poetry magazines are a lot of poo

They send your poems back to you

With little notes and friendly words

As a poet you`re a wordless nerd

They`d probably send Bill Shakespeare back

And call John Keats a lot of crap

And as for our dear Ezra Pound

I`m sorry sir, you`re so unsound !

Your iambs are no good at all

Your prosody a lot of balls

The theme this month is vegetables

From turnips we`ve heard nothing at all..

So here`s my tips to all you poets

Forget these literary posh don`t-know-its

Let the people decide what`s good or bad

Here`s to a democratic, international, anti capital

publisher and magazine free Internet... 

FREE POETRY !

(O.K., the last line doesn`t rhyme, but hallo Chicago -

I´m no good, am I ?)

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Hi Leslie, this is a great little rant that just made me laugh and laugh. Despite that it conveys a real message with which I totally agree. Some here are technical poets and pull it off wonderfully, such as Tate. Others restrict themselves by writing to form rather than flow and emotion. So here is to FREE POETRY indeed!

[Leslie Philibert]

Thanks for the kind words ! A poke at the literary establishment.