Planes of Yesterday
THAT'S poetry, if it is somewhat Villonous. It has rhyme and reason, and the proper number of feet with the usual Oxfordian environment, and anybody’d know that it was poetry. It has something reminiscent in it, a reminder of something you have heard before—a sort of paraphrasing of something good that someone else has done sometime that we take and make over and call it new.
By William B. Stout13 min