Opinion about Poetry
I was sitting on the bench yesterday. A new neighbor asked me about my 99 year old friend Jack. Jack had self-published a book of poems. I told the neighbor I found Jack's poetry to be amateurish. He must have thought I was a bitter old man.
A new neighbor asked me about my 99 year old friend Jack. Jack had self-published a book of poems. I told the neighbor I found Jack's poetry to be amateurish. I was sitting on the bench yesterday. He must have thought I was a bitter old man.