To pen a few rhetorical lines that have rhyme and rhythm will be the unbridled urge of young writers. One such budding poet met the poetry editor of an avant-garde quarterly magazine for submitting his work. The editor, after a cursory perusal, like a senescent accountant checking the column of figures from top to bottom,…
Poets the gifted citizens!
February 8, 2017Poets as gifted citizens enjoy poetic license. That some of them are licentious is a different pint of chilled lager. A credited one to anonymous runs thus: Some kiss hot, some kiss cold, Some don’t kiss, until they are told. Some kiss fast, some kiss slow, Those that don’t kiss, I don’t know. Who would…
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