At long last, the January
Monkey Feature!!!! (I know. Two weeks into the New Year. I really am a poor excuse for a monkey sometimes.)
This time around, it's the
experimental poetry I mentioned a while back, a five-part poem entitled
The Butterfly and the Reliquary. It's very new, so it is, of course, f'locked.
I suppose you could say it's experimental on several levels - stylistic, linguistic, linguine, and stuff. Not least experimental because it's the first time I've subjected a piece of my own poem to serious scrutiny, by an expert.
Michael Schmidt, our course convenor and all-round writing guru, is not only a respected poet, but an experienced publisher of poetry to boot.
I think I may be in for a critical kicking...
Oh well, y'know what they say: "My back is broad, my eyes are bent, my legs are withered, my ears are dim..." If I wasn't prepared to take the flack, I wouldn't have handed it in.