I don't think you understand how much poetry I willingly throw away.
I trash maybe three good poems per day.
And I will continue to, because poetry is a worthless art form!
Based.
One day I will find it, the One True Poem, a Poem so powerful, even God shall weep when I recite.
Until then, everything else goes into the garbage.
Would God weep at his own creation?
I don't think you understand how much poetry I willingly throw away.
I trash maybe three good poems per day.
And I will continue to, because poetry is a worthless art form!
I notice you never said the poetry you throw away daily was your own poetry. m'hmm
Just spend my morning with a coffee and a copy of 'Paradise Lost', sipping and tearing out page after page to toss in the trash.
Just spend my morning with a coffee and a copy of 'Paradise Lost', sipping and tearing out page after page to toss in the trash.
I think you mean 'Paradise Tossed'.
At least you're self aware. There are many hopeless poets out there that don't understand most of their dribble is exactly that. But for twenty five cents a day, you can help one. You can feed a poet.