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POETRY AND LIFE
POETRY AND LIFE
Trifle, trifle everywhere,
I wonder how people dare
to leave fire in their house
and blame for a meal a spouse.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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Trifle, trifle everywhere,
I wonder how people dare
to leave fire in their house
and blame for a meal a spouse.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
_____________________________________
Published 11th Sep 2018
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11th Sep 2018 6:56pm
Sorry, but this seems to be a very poor imitation in terms of meter and of sense of Blake's Tiger Tiger
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
But at least it is a change from your preachy sermons that are awkwardly forced into the form employed by many of 18th and 19th century poets.
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
But at least it is a change from your preachy sermons that are awkwardly forced into the form employed by many of 18th and 19th century poets.
13th Sep 2018 12:20pm
Dear Baldwin,
Thank you very much for your kind comment. For me it's great if you compare me with Blake because l do not intend to imitatate anybody.
Thank you very much for your kind comment. For me it's great if you compare me with Blake because l do not intend to imitatate anybody.
13th Sep 2018 6:42pm
My comment was not kind. That I compared your piece to one from Blake was only to show how bad your piece is both metrically and sensibly.
13th Sep 2018 12:23pm
