<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=569633" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Prose-Poetry</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once prose and poetry existed side by side <br>Two styles of literature, each with its bound<br>Jealously guarded by the literati<br>Lest prose masquerades as poetry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The First World War smashed all fetters, <br>Soldiers wrote heart-rending poetic letters<br>To sweethearts, friends, fathers and mothers.<br>Newspapers published their anguish and horrors</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The literati classed them as prose<br>And turned up their nose<br>At such a new trend of mongrelised poetry; <br>But the public gave it name and identity<br>Prose-poetry began to gain respectability.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Prose-poetry is a contradiction in terms, <br>An oxymoron; a paradox of many forms.<br>When well written, words flow as though in rhyme<br>Thought and syntax together dance with rhythm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some pen few lines haphazardly, <br>String words together arbitrarily, <br>Flit between thoughts randomly, <br>Structure their poems casually.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They want us to see them as thinkers<br>In fact, they are just wearing blinkers.<br>If only they could see their folly<br>They’d stop abusing prose-poetry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isam+Hussain">Isam Hussain</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=569633" data-title="Prose-Poetry de Isam Hussain" data-description="Once prose and poetry existed side by side Two styles of literature, each with its bound Jealously guarded by the literati Lest prose masquerades as poetry. The First World War smashed all fetters, Soldiers wrote heart-rending poetic letters To..."></div> </div> </div>

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