Poetry Today Recited

Whence Wordsworth danced with daffodils the world of poetry moved on with symbols of the inner man new poems soon began verse was freed to explore imagery and the like then hand in hand together were soon to reach Eliot's waste land So empty now of flowers to while away the hours because Without a voice it cannot sing No echos in the heart will ring Come read,contemplate,give it time Euphony ,floats on tides of rhyme; Set free from custom's tyranny Alternatives in poetry, Lineation and enjambment become the poets's intrument. Beware ,sans pace in patterned verse Vers Libre may scans as prose, or worse And stays a writer's curse Listen to me read this poem on youtube under the name ichthyschiro