Some great spirits, definitely poet laureates
in the making, even have the most fantastic
courteous decency and insight to promise with
prescience and shamanistic understanding of
the human psyche to look at the poems of their
adoring fans and commentators writing accolades
in obeisance – should time permit between their
writing more poems for our happy consumption.
Oh marvellous, we must have been tacitly prohibited
from reading new poems until we receive personal
invitations. Oh, grandiloquent poets extrapolating all
ramifications of their benevolent munificent invitations
usually introduced with the sublime greeting “Hi” which
bodes so well for refined diction and aplomb, mastery of
stylistics and heuristics assured, bien entendu, the
original demagogues of bright erudition, cleverly
exposing imbroglios and showcasing benchmark
sophistication of elegant sophism and
aphorism… yeah!
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