Thursday, April 12, 2007

Grace and gracelessness

Today's poem at Poetry Daily is quite good despite having what I consider the death knell for many many poems: an awkward first line.
How in the bowl the collards steamed,
I sincerely think the first two verses need refining--but somehow, like a dancer who stumbles gracefully, the final verse transcends with a great deal of thought.

Just an impression.