…poems are gatherings of words, in good order, in simple order, plain and appealing.
-Mary Oliver, A Poetry Handbook, p. 77
A line of contemporary prosetry Is a catalogue of florid structures and worn-out cliches Pancaked with adverbs and tiresome metaphors Flung down in a confusion of unconnected gasps
If you have something to say, then say it Then tidy up the lines – like washing your face With soap and water and a cotton towel And then admire the sunlit, fresh-air truth
Craft your lines of transcendent poetry As clean sharp-edg’ed truth in well-scrubbed words