If one reads Indian English poetry for the first time, <br />One will be in shocks <br />To find it, <br />Can poetry be as such, <br />The verse meaningless, substandard and derivative <br />And copious? <br /> <br />The slender-slender volumes of thinly-compiled verses, <br />Third-rate, below the quality and parodied, <br />A study in minor voices and slender anthologies, <br />Everything lost in the jungle of crowds, <br />Quantitatively bulky, but qualitatively weak. <br /> <br />Self-published books brought out by vanity press, <br />Once published not found again, <br />Finished for ever, <br />Never to be heard again, <br />The books out of stock <br />And the whereabouts of the obscure poet unknown, <br />Traceless, nowhere to be found again.<br /><br />Bijay Kant Dubey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/third-rate-indian-english-poetry/
