Undoubtedly, the overwhelming majority of material that is published under the label of poetry in our times evinces, by its practice, the conviction that poetic language is nothing other than the common language of the times. And it is precisely because this conviction is now so universal that it seems appropriate to note that no falser belief about the craft of poetry could possibly be made. Moreover, if that belief were not false, then the obvious consequence of a strict adherence to this dictum in our timewould be the total preclusion, for ourselves and our near progeny, of achieving anything worthwhile in the art of poetry.
My own view? Poetry is written in the language of the poem.
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