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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Confessions

Laura Moe writes, Confessions of a Failed Poet.
"The title intrigues, the words themselves glitter the page, yet ultimately the poem is vapid; it is a mannequin in the store window wearing a great outfit you want to try on, and the first few lines seduce you, but in the end the zipper is stuck, or the pants are too short. Failed poems do not deliver on their promise... 

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The poet doesn't invent. He listens. ~Jean Cocteau