Billy Collins - Poem by Gerald Hanners
Billy Collins-wry and somber-the
Indisputable 'poetry king' of our time,
Led us to the Promised Land in
Literary form by freeing us from
Yesterday's old fashioned rhyme.
Collins writes in free verse,
Omitting any rhyming couplets and
Liberating us from
Limiting design, structure and
Irritating poetic rule.
Narrow indulgences like rhythm and rhyme
Seem, somehow, 'old school.'
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