Sometimes poets need to rant. When they do rant, I suppose we could say they’re on the rantpage (a neologism). Take myself, for instance. I am a poet, and I need to rant. Here’s what I want to rant about:
1. www.poetseers.org – Outstanding site. Definitely better than mine. (rant, rant) Go visit it, and get lots out of it. That’s the only way to redeem the situation.
2. Pablo Neruda is a better poet than Czezlaw Milosz. (rant) It’s true. We can argue if you want, but that won’t change the obvious. I realize that comparing these two poets is like … comparing apples and oranges … or a bird of paradise and a rugged pine … and maybe there’s no point in comparing a Latin American poet to a Polish one, but seriously, no one with sense can deny it: Pablo Neruda is the man.
3. Why is that only TWO women poets have rec’d the Nobel Prize??? (rant, rant, RANT!!!) I’m happy for Gabriela Mistral and what’s-her-name, but what about the rest of the women poets in the world? Sappho is weeping somewhere.
This concludes my first rant.
(I’ll try not to let this mode dominate my poetry place discourse.)
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