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VERNON WARING : The Island of Lost Poems
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The Island of Lost Poems
There's a unique "Island of Lost Poems" somewhere in Texas, tucked away in a corner of an office, actually on a desk in a poetry editor's home. They are there: the casualties...a handful of poems, a small avalanche of chapbook contest entries, submissions of varying lengths from haiku to epic. They got lost, separated from their envelopes, no SASEs to identify them, no names or addresses on them. They rest stranded in a topsy-turvy pile, unread, untraceable, unclaimed. In a day or two, they will be tossed in a blue and white recycling basket, and then ultimately transported to a shredder. A question remains about these exiled anonymous works as they languish on the "island." Who sired them? One might wonder if there could be a poem by the next e.e. cummings or Bukowski or Nikki Giovanni somewhere in that nameless shapeless hill of hope, perhaps a work of passion and politics - a masterpiece penned in outrage and alienation, a brave new "Howl" just waiting to become the first great poetic anthem of the twenty-first century.

poetryrepairs #205 14.10:111

All the fine arts are species of poetry--Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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He would come daily to sweep, wash clothes and dishes in a shirt torn at the back I gave him a shirt that I didn't wear any more and another and another but he would still come daily in the shirt torn at the back Why? I would ask Each time he answered I sent it home to my brother in Dungarpur and would still come daily in the shirt torn at the back

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Poetry endangers the established order
of the soul - Plato

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VERNON WARING : The Island of Lost Poems

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