” Les Poétes Miserables “

(Image of the Broadway Poster for Victor Hugo's "Les Miserables")

(Image of the Broadway Poster for Victor Hugo’s “Les Miserables”)

The bulk of poetry with which we are confronted is dreadful. It doesn’t rhyme. It doesn’t scan. It’s frequently self-indulgent and wretched. Even where it may be comprehensible, it tends to be miserable.
(Martin Newell, poet)

Mr. Newll has written an insightful comment piece in the Express (“Best investigative reporting (tabloid newspapers)” K, Men in Black III) in response to presenter Jeremy Paxman’s rather old accusation that the nation’s (Britain) poets are writing for each other rather than engaging the public. You can’t help but agree that much of the poetry being written today doesn’t rhyme, doesn’t scan and is indeed frequently self-indulgent to say the least. Robert Frost said that writing free verse is like playing tennis without a net (or following the rules of the game for that matter). Newell’s sage advice: “If you suspect that a poem which you are reading is dull, difficult or merely rubbish, chances are it probably is. You should abandon it immediately and read something good.”


About poeticmeditations

A 19th-century romantic poet living in the 21st-century. The Romantic poets, nib pens, candlelight, waistcoats, and pocket watches are a few of my favorite things.
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