(no subject)
Sarah, I love you.
And that is all you need to know.
Oh, free verse. The downfall of poetry.
There are certain metaphors and similes in poetry whose brevity and strength make me wonder why the object of any (worthwhile) poet's affection did not fall hopelessly in love over such verse.
Why must the lives of poets have been so very depressing? Why couldn't they get out and LIVE?
Oh, but they must have had some real-life experience! From where else but living and socializing would come the knowledge and wisdom of such horrible emotion which, as we all know, is completely universal AND (now) forever captured in some famous poetry?
It's time people started writing HAPPY things.
And that is all you need to know.
Oh, free verse. The downfall of poetry.
There are certain metaphors and similes in poetry whose brevity and strength make me wonder why the object of any (worthwhile) poet's affection did not fall hopelessly in love over such verse.
Why must the lives of poets have been so very depressing? Why couldn't they get out and LIVE?
Oh, but they must have had some real-life experience! From where else but living and socializing would come the knowledge and wisdom of such horrible emotion which, as we all know, is completely universal AND (now) forever captured in some famous poetry?
It's time people started writing HAPPY things.