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The Better Craftsman

He could take what most found, in the time of that Particular incumbent fashion, to be lacking in any Pleasing or greatly passionate way, And, after immersing it into low, blue flame, Repeatedly beat upon this quivering mass as If it were but a whitened molten lump when Drawn from violent, torturing heat constrained Deep within some smith's insatiable forge; Seen there the blistered face, scorched forearms Impervious to the fizz and burn of popping sparks; Blackened hammer wielded by a gnarly hand, The repeated raising; forceful, downward strikes -- High-pitched ringing chimes of metal on metal; And him, the better craftsman, bent desperately To his task, shaping something new and Disturbingly strange... While, amassed amid the silent roaring of those Unremarkable fields, An idealistic generation, readied, prepared to spill Its hot, innocent young blood over a sea of Flowering petals for the valueless ideal of an Unworthy hour spawned by a vile whoring b***h Before it slunk back into the lengthening Shadows of a withering age.

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Date: 3/2/2022 2:11:00 PM
Your words are so elegant in there telling John!;)
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john fleming
Date: 4/10/2022 10:41:00 AM
Thank you, Poetess...you know how very much I value your kind remarks. With much affection as always. :) john
Date: 2/10/2022 12:46:00 PM
I'd make the last line present-tense ~ " . . . before it SLINKS back into . . . ".
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john fleming
Date: 2/26/2022 8:06:00 AM
I wrestled with that one word myself, Robert. Still considering it to be perfectly honest with you. All the very best! :) john
Date: 1/16/2022 1:15:00 PM
Wow John, your words sound as if they were written during an emotional time with a dangerous under current. My quest is to find that benevolent piece to build upon. I always enjoy your poetry my friend and I was thinking of you today. Blessings xxoo
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Date: 2/26/2022 8:16:00 AM
Hi, Connie. Always a great pleasure to see you commenting on my poetry. The poem is about the finest poet (in my humble opinion that is) of the 20th Century...Ezra Pound. It was T.S Eliot's dedication to him, after Pound had edited Eliot's poem "The Waste land", when he wrote of Pound: "to the better craftsman". So there you have it. All my very warmest regards. Your friend as ever. :) john