Sonnet 116 it ain’t
And Glosswitch shares another narcissistic display from the Globe:
Blah blah blah my right to proudly self-identify blah blah blah my beauty astounds them –
This is not social justice or anything like it. This is just an unholy blend of aggression and conceit. I can’t wait for it to fall over and end.
They really don’t understand GC feminism at all, do they?
Not even a little bit.
Your anger blinds you while MY anger clarifies things. It says it right here in my poem.
Can’t you see that we want the same things? I want serial rapists who have penises to share their prison cells with women. You want women in prison to not be housed with convicted serial rapist men. See?
Can’t you see you’re playing into the hands of men when you say that lesbians shouldn’t have to entertain the fantasies of men with AGP?
But but but…
it rhymes
(some of the time)
And scans
(when it can)
And doesn’t follow the patriarchal fascistic transphobic rules of meter and rhythm and capitalization (except for the holy “I”) that are imposed by cishet normative TERFS to impose the binary of “good” vs. “bad” poetry
Like Shakespeare
So it must be right, white, site, polite.
An important thing to remember when writing poetry (says the unpublished poet,) is to choose whether to write free from or meter, to rhyme or not rhyme. Blending forms is really only done by people who have mastered the craft and only when appropriate to the poem.
This is teen angst poetry that really should have stayed in a journal and never been published, even apart from its offensive ignorant theme.
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Or poetry, for that matter.
I blame “poetry slams.”