A Tanka Prose
Criticism and counter criticism, two nocturnal wide-eyed beasts, devour everything on their way to the House of Cards. And when there is nothing left, they devour each other piece by piece.
"The Critique
of Critical Critique..."
the sound
of a pundit's pen
dragging on paper
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ain't that the truth Fight the Power of STUPIDITY!