Insufficiently Literary

I was shown the door by two young MFAs,
Who didn't like my work. Too direct?
They wouldn't say. Too tight-fitting?
Possibly. Their teachers told them,
“Leave some room for other students,
Like yourselves, to sprawl; the thesis is
The art.” A line of those with drippy
Noses, Kerouac apparel newly purchased
From a shopping mall, stood watching
As I went away, notebook clutched in
Every hand, and, from each issued
Blessed fog, and weariness of age
Approximated by the very young,
Useless words, but loose enough
To please the MFAs.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-10-16 at 12:44

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