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On J-Z's "From Hands to Hands"
Let’s note:
There’s not, as there should be,
if this supposedly God centered piece of yours
can claim the name of poetry,
a hint of music
sounding out in what you wrote.
There’s nothing here except the incoherency
and pious, preachy platitudes you’re noted for;
no, nothing that would leave a reader
much enchanted,
filled with awe at your capacity for artistry,
at your command of lyrical phraseology,
or struck and magicked by
just how you captured an experience so well
that he or she
was brought to mental pleasures that excelled
immersion in dull prose,
and made them wish to dwell
again and then again
upon your words
and want to then commit them all
to memory.
Come on, J-Z!
Can you really straight-faced claim
that what you’ve posted here
is what good poetry should be,
i.e., a something worth
reciting or remembering?
There’s not, as there should be,
if this supposedly God centered piece of yours
can claim the name of poetry,
a hint of music
sounding out in what you wrote.
There’s nothing here except the incoherency
and pious, preachy platitudes you’re noted for;
no, nothing that would leave a reader
much enchanted,
filled with awe at your capacity for artistry,
at your command of lyrical phraseology,
or struck and magicked by
just how you captured an experience so well
that he or she
was brought to mental pleasures that excelled
immersion in dull prose,
and made them wish to dwell
again and then again
upon your words
and want to then commit them all
to memory.
Come on, J-Z!
Can you really straight-faced claim
that what you’ve posted here
is what good poetry should be,
i.e., a something worth
reciting or remembering?
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