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What we dislike about it is not that it is (This we could learn to live with like children with broken glass Or old rusty fish-hooks?anything useless and dangerous), But that it obtrudes its presence in every area of our lives, Even poems, even this poem, which has abandoned every pretence to poetry Slowly the world is losing its rhymes, the musical chimes That tell us how much we have lost, those antique themes, When all was rhyme and all royal. Loyal No longer, like dogs beaten down by forgetful masters, They are gone, their fleecy haunches Seen for a moment in some ruined back-yard Ringed with confusion, haphazard thunderclouds Clapping like dunces?gone, their pelts something we smelled Then lost, finally recognized as just our slovenly selves. John Mella
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