Filed Under (The Desolation Angels, Literature) by Sarah on April-29-2003

J. Nelson on D. Silliman:

With brutish sound of shattered metaphor,
Colliding simile, ad hoc bon mot,
That egomaniac, the FRAGMENTIST
A? viking goes ?gainst systematic thought.
Impatient, he, with matters of the Rhyme;
His barb?rous intellect no esteem holds
For work-intensive poetry sublime?
No room for Meter in his cranial folds.
This pomo pogrom with his pieces plays,
Denying truth exists in aught but shards;
Thinks in his lack of craft his skill displays,
His unbuilt cave, a royal home regards.
But having pillaged Form, alack, alas,
He finds himself a king of broken glass.

———————Jeffrey W. Nelson, April 28, 2003


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