Over the years, my outlook on life has changed greatly. I used to think that life was something that happened to me. I separated my desires into what was realistic and what was an impossible dream.
For years, my impossible dream was to live overseas. I seemed in little danger of realizing that dream. As an aerospace engineer with a well-known government agency, there was little chance of me plying my trade elsewhere (while maintaining a clear conscience). Therefore, I made the best of the hand that was dealt me.
After more than a decade, though, I finally decided that it would be better to chase my dream and fail than to spend an eternity wondering, "What if "
I therefore swapped my life as a mild mannered aerospace engineer, and became a wild and crazy overseas English teacher in a large Asian country. While my salary took a considerable plunge, my range of experiences expanded rapidly.
Having finally realized my desire to live overseas, I was emboldened to pursue my other hidden love: writing. I always assumed that I didn't have what it took to be a writer.
I may have been right.
Still, I couldn't help but thinking, "What if "
Let’s not kid ourselves. Bad poetry exists, just as surely as does a bad game of basketball, a poor computer design, bad grades, a poorly performing car – the list goes on. In fact, by claiming that there is such a thing as good poetry, then we implicitly open the door to the existence of bad poetry. The thing to remember, though, is that bad poetry and worthless poetry aren’t necessarily the same. Before delving into issues of the value of bad poetry, though, we must first identify the three categories that bad poetry can fall into. First, a poem might be bad beca...
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