Gwen Harwood
Taringa, Queensland
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Critic's Nightwatch

Rating: 3.6
Once more he tried, before he slept,
to rule his ranks of words. They broke
from his planned choir, lolled, slouched and kept
their tone, their pitch, their meaning crude;
huddled in cliches; when pursued
turned with mock elegance to croak

his rival's tunes. They would not sing.
The scene that nagged his sleep away
flashed clear again: the local king
of verse, loose-collared and loose-lipped.
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Ratnakar Mandlik 12 November 2020
The bond of relationship between a poet and his critic beautifully unveiled. Well deserved modern poem of the day.
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Mahtab Bangalee 11 November 2020
At home alone the critic poured gall on the poet's work in polished careful prose. He tore apart meaning and metaphor, demolished diction, syntax, metre, rhyme; called his entire works a crime against the integrity of art, .../// great write about the artistic activities; yes, poet is poem, artist is artist, has independent intelligence, for their spontaneity they are artist, poet, different from the public; I think it's not wise to critic any poet or artist by as usual law of arts
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Khairul Ahsan 11 November 2020
'Light sneaked beside his bed. The birds began their insistent questioning of silence, and the poet's words prompted by daylight rasped his raw nerves, and the waking world he saw was flat with prose and would not sing.' - Loved these concluding lines. Congratulations on the poem's selection as the 'Modern Poem of the Day'!
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Edward Kofi Louis 11 November 2020
Critics are mean at times! ! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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