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Tuesday, April 29, 2008

has literary poetry become nothing but elegies and variations of elegies?

is sadness all there is of merit? melancholy? disconnection?

is it only good enough if it is elegantly wan?

the evidence against literary poetry.

Did you know that the speculative folks are still capable of elegant laughter?

It's national poetry month, or something. You can be endlessly elegantly melancholy or you can go read the poetry genre mags, where elegies do not outnumber dramedies.

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