A Riddle? Poem by Sandra Feldman

A Riddle?

Rating: 5.0


Fiddles and Riddles,
Riddles and Fiddles
That's how Poets speak,
They're called 'metaphors',
But their clarity is often weak,
It's only twisted language,
Where imagination and absurdity peak
In a lonely World, so cold and bleak.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mazhari David 15 May 2014

Ezra Pound called it Imagism. No trick no useless confusing stuff, just say what you see.* *

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John Brown 04 May 2014

Rarely use metaphors myself. I prefer plain simple verse. Well said Sandra.

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Chuy Amante 07 April 2014

Many poems fall in a funeral pyre, Why not throw them all, on a big bonfire! ! !

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Eugene Levich 05 April 2014

A poet with a brain! And a poem containing thought! Right on, Sandra Feldman!

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