Announcing a new Literary Feature from the single minded, single staffed blog publication of the 

The World is a Stage.  

Welcome to The Poet's Corner. I am aware that the banner heading says Coroner. But I missed it and signed off on the drawing so perhaps it was actually meant to say that. This weekly feature will be a place to analise, compromise and lionize the literary form known as the Poem.

According to the dictionary a poem is : A verbal composition designed to convey experiences, ideas, or emotions in a vivid and imaginative way, characterized by the use of language chosen for its sound and suggestive power and by the use of literary techniques such as meter, metaphor, and rhyme. 

In this feature we will use those very techniques which we scholars call the three "M's" Meter, Metaphor and Rhyme.

There are thousands of wonderful vibrant imaginative poems written by people every where.  These poets spread the curve from brilliant thinkers to talented word smiths. There are really good poems in the world well worthy of discussion.

However, we will talk about none of those poems.  We will deal with only marginal quality, locally grown poems that have expired.  They are dead, gone, past their prime.  These are the poems that the literary minds will debate on this blot under this new feature. 

We will get to the bottom of why these poems died.  What caused their death? Who was responsible? Or was it natural causes from age or misuse? 

 We have just enough time to mention the dead poem up for discussion today: 

The Blog for today

Was frittered away

By a muse in gray corduroy

Other words to smith

And Collaborate with

So there's nothing left to say.

This is what you would call a dead poem. It was dead on arrival due to lack of substance or lack of subtleties which also could have contributed to its demise.  So, the Poet's Coroner rules: Sate of the Poem  - Dead         Cause of death - lack of proper preparations.