A Quickened Critique Poem by Matt Mondschein

A Quickened Critique



Comments keep coming
As the rivers flow
Endless verse in sight
Which way do I go?

I must continue to pen
Until the day that I die
Write of all lifes'
Journeys
Hypocrites, still worry

Some may say
I have no taste
No talent in sight
So, therefore my friends, I bid you all adeu
To all a
Goodnight

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ivor Hogg 11 November 2007

those who can do those who can't criticise.All of us can improve our writing with practice. Nothing can improve critics

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