Publishing Poems on the Internet

Stephen Kuusisto wearing a fedora and trench coat, standing beside a dragon in Kyoto, Japan
        —for Ralph Savarese and Sam Pereira 

Staid Ianthe unbuttons for me
Though I don’t subscribe to Poetry;
Here’s Childe Harold “refreshed”

(The mode is attic—not so much
Of fashion, misbehaved but touched)
The old girl says a poem is where

We find it…We looked in the reviews,
Found a few quirts to approve,
Short poems as Poe would have them—

We were “turned on” and juicy
Like any reader who’s sappy
But most of the stuff was, well

You know—earnest, too steady
For joy—childish, wanting concurrence
Which, as Byron understood

Will ruin the dinner party
“And yet methinks the older that one grows
Inclines us more to laugh than scold, though laughter

Leaves us so doubly serious shortly after.”
The little magazines are a drear matter
No amusements there; no champagne no lobster

As Ianthe puts it, and her sisters
Agree, water logged though they are
Drowning beats a moistureless journal…

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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