The long winded, encyclopedic ramblings of these deceased windbags who shuffled their feet across the dirt floors whilst composing these works under dimly lit lanterns seem outdated. <br />It is honorable to pay reverence to the true masters of this art but there comes a time when the field is beyond harvesting and cannot be cultivated again. <br />Although, I would hate to see Billy Corgan and Jewel become the new front-runners in years to come. <br />Oh well, carry on…<br /><br />Assorted Thoughts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poem-of-the-day-2/
