Synopsis:Not a sonnet

I sent a synopsis  of all my poems

To editors and critics and the learned.

I took one word from every line and verse

But after seeing this my work was spurned

I guess it was  post modern to the nth;

And that philosophy has been and gone.

For what will follow after is not known,

Except in the unconscious of old men.

Fascistic were the traits of narrative.

Undecipherable meanings were adored

The author had no  rights on their own work.

The famous might have been the Risen Lord

.Synopses of  our poetry and sonnets

Will  do  much better if they are more comic

Postmodernism preys

Postmodernism’s the fashion ne’er manque.
We must study Foucault and his scribes.
Get reason trapped and do not court  delay.
You need to find your intellectual tribe.

Where is the goose which laid the golden egg..
Invented meta-talk and fairy tales?
Which narrative is balanced on a peg?
Which philosopher gets re-homed by a whale?

Where is the whole truth and the nothing but?
Whose ‘ the eye which sees reality?
Who ‘s the judge who makes the final cut?
Where is the God to whom we owed fealty?

Now nothing is what anyone can say.
I understand it’s meaningless to pray

A new author for me:Kenneth Gergen

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Ihave been reading his earlier book,The Saturated Society which I also strongly recommend.I found it good reading and I now know what post modernism  is about for better or worse.He can be very funny too When trlating his personal experiences.If you can get these from your library you will be intrigued.And his prose is great too.

I am learning so much.

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A plunesh bull in a kitch

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And laughing too