Robert Lax on Patmos

in

his

small

house,

filling

small

slender

note

book

after

note

book

with

small

slender

poems

so

large

nothing's

lacking

Huuklyeand Cinquor on Poetic Bankruptcy

Those precious

Plays on

Words you continue

To invest in,

When will you stop

Thinking they are all

When they are nothing?

Moderator’s comments: I never knew Cinquor invested in and/or produced plays, but this moronic little poem proves he thought he could make a big hit on Broadway by simply falling flat on his face!

A Day in the Life

Where we once again find the indefatigable poet toiling at his thankless trade.

Metamorphosis, as in Cicada

Sί, still

Only a shell

Of it

Self, nada.

Huuklyeand Cinquor on Writer's Block

Though you think

It makes no difference

When not writing, do not

I repeat do not

Take no for an answer.

Moderator’s comments: One more illustrative affirmation of Cinquor’s masterly command of Negative Capability or just another example of a jejune tendency to overstate the obvious?