rage, rage against the dying of complicated poetry form.

i know that i am a woman of many talents, but i frequently lament the fact that poetry is not one of them. despite, or perhaps because of, the fact that all my poems are gauche bullshit, i have an intense fascination with poets who can produce quality work. good poetry moves me; it makes me hungry to write, and it makes me bitter with the knowledge that i can't.

my favourite form is the villanelle. seriously, this is the way to my heart. there aren't many good ones, but to celebrate national poetry month, have a selection of my favourites. (god knows i won't remember to post poems i like each day.)

( six villanelles )