Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO AN EDITOR (ON THE RETURN OF A MANUSCRIPT), by WILLIAM STEWARD GORDON First Line: So my 'lines are too heavy'-you 'want something / light' Last Line: Than reams of the stuff you are printing for verse. Subject(s): Editors; Poetry & Poets; Printing & Printers; Publishing; Publishers | ||||||||
So my "lines are too heavy"you "want something light" "With less of humanity's battle for right" "With more of the jingle, and less of the march" You want it like linen without any starch! "Just touches of fancy," "without any fun" That wilts like an onion leaf out in the sun! Just gushes of "sentiment"mushy and thin, That won't provoke thinking, or even a grin. Your "popular writers" apparently think That poetry's nothing but rhyming and ink. With no sweep of the fancy, no food for the brain, They drizzle on smoothly like Oregon rain. They must rise and strike fire with their rhythmical lyre, Or their tame little ditties are born to expire. Why if rhyming, not climbing, is all there is to it, I can write it myselfI've a notion to do it. I'm inclosing a samplean ample example Of sound without sense, not worth a sixpence. I hope it will suit, for it scarce could be worse Than reams of the stuff you are printing for verse. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AS YOU LIKE IT by ALICE NOTLEY THE ASSOCIATE by LOUIS SIMPSON SUN THE BLOND OUT by ANNE WALDMAN THE DOUBLE STANDARD by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS SONNET by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN ON CREECH THE BOOKSELLER by ROBERT BURNS A PUBLISHER TO HIS CLIENT by GEORGE GORDON BYRON TO MR. MURRAY (2) by GEORGE GORDON BYRON TO THE PUBLISHER OF 'THE MONTHLY REVIEW' by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON A HUSTLE FOR THE FAIR by WILLIAM STEWARD GORDON |
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