Think poetry is a fluffy, giant pageant? That's the plebeian idea. It's cutthroat. Want to choke down your prey before you become its prey? Try this. Stephen Dawson's personal rules for writing poetry. Don't like rules? Feel free to break them.
I've noticed a trend among many of my contemporaries. They're very much into free verse poetry and disregard structure of more traditional verse. Now, I'm not perfect when I attempt to pay homage to the giants whose shoulders I attempt to stand atop, however, I do attempt it. Free verse is fine for some, some... Continue Reading →