All Your Poems Are Belong to Us

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We Critique Circle – you anointed us.
You grovel near, our shoes you buss
and hold your piece that reeks of fust
from rancid mind and heart of puss.
It makes us gag; kill it, we must.
‘Cause all your poems are belong to us.

We take and shred; show our disgust.
“Boohoo,” you cry, “this is unjust.”
It matter not. In us, we trust.
Your work is shit. So, flush we must.
Grind it to pulp and pee on dust.
‘Cause all your poems are belong to us.

We know what’s right. In us, have trust.
And, while you weep and moan and fuss
we break your rhyme, its meter bust
and leave your verse as sallow dust.
We rape it, yes. You know we must.
‘Cause, all your poems are belong to us.

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11 Replies to “All Your Poems Are Belong to Us”

      1. I had a teacher that told me to take whatever you have written and put it in a drawer for at least a month – then take it out and revise it.

        I am still revising things I have written twenty years ago…

  1. I would wait at least 6 weeks – as Stephen King said, long enough for your brain to no longer remember the details, and be able to read it as if someone else wrote it. But you also have to be honest with yourself, as there is a point at which it stops improving. I think the steps are:
    1. Write
    2. Fix (2nd draft)
    3. Let others read it.
    4. Improve (2nd-5th drafts, max) – this is where you need to stop editing and publish or kill it.
    5. Screw up (anything after that)

  2. I think it was Raymond Carver who said that he knew he was done editing when he started putting back commas he had removed in the last review – it might have been King though…

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