They say that poetry is the new rock n roll.
Nonsense.
Poetry has been around since Man's earliest grunts while Rock arrived with Bill Hailey and others in the 1950's.
Rock has for a while rather flashily stolen the ball and monopolized the pitch (like George Best crashing a sunday game in the park) But rock will burn itself out from decadent excess; the poets will kick the ball into touch for a moments silence before getting on with the game.
Once again a Nightingale will dazzle on the wing.
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