Unfortunately, I don’t feel qualified to judge the trends of modern poetry–or fiction, for that matter–but I can say with some confidence, that there is a bit of the Jackson Pollack grand show going on here.
Oh come on, admit it; some of this stuff is extraordinarily bad, and if you can at least drop the elitist,I’m more cultured, educated and savvy attitude and instead look at it with the eyes of a child, in many cases, you’ll find that the emperor has no clothes.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology