Dingo the Dissident

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Monday 15 May 2017

Popular poets

depress me !
Example: Robert Frost,
a Grand Old White Man
(but not fit to slather Whitman's arse)
whose smugness was unequalled.
No wonder that the puerile Allen Ginsberg
usurped him briefly in the 1960s!
"The road not taken" is so crass,
"The Gift Outright" so nauseatingly
offensive that I think that Robert Frost
kiboshed American poetry - as TS Eliot
garotted poetry in England with his
profoundly superficial Four Quartets.

2 comments:

Marcus Billson said...

Beauty is in the eye of the Beholder. As wordsmiths Frost and Eliot are far superior to Ginsberg, who you deem very justly "puerile." The great thing about your criticism of Frost and Eliot is that what you say is true, and I was very amused by your mordant dismissal of both. But it was also untrue. Both Frost and Eliot have their great, grand moments.

Wofl said...

Eliot was a great poet - The Waste Land is magnificent, but his Four Quartets were an aberration.