A tarn - image by DALL-E 3
Ostentation is the collective noun for peacocks.
AI poetry and aureate prose is quite often repulsive. Bathetic prose relying on synonyms isn’t persuasive. Content, more important than labels, that spins on looms deep, thought-provoking poetry that eternally blooms. Evocative language that hankers to an idyllic past; finishing with a flourish leaving an impression that lasts. Grammar rules adhered to and the spelling precise; high-energy prose that wants me to read the poem twice. Imagery well defined transporting me on a journey juxtaposed with tantalising realms, but never corny. Kicking over the traces and not flinching when language treated as an art form with an aurum pen. Metaphor must be transparent—never an enigma or obscure; no ambiguities of puns that we as readers have to endure. Originality—no plagiarism—goes without saying; poetic licence, within limits, can be quite satisfying. Quest for illumination on issues that are often moot. Rhythm and sound have primacy over meaning to boot. Sensitive treatment of the subject matter will always win. Tautograms and alliteration mastered … overuse won’t win. Unusual perspective on a topic, but not a lot of baloney. Voice of the poet that clearly shines through cacophony— winged inspiration that soars without fear or favour. X-rated and risqué offerings would definitely not be devoured. Yammering critics like an ostentation* of peacocks, while zealotry that rankles leaves a bad taste—it’s no one’s style.
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