Where or in what state is poetry in the English-speaking world today?
It’s in a state of self-expository repetition and decay. Everyone’s a poet. All you have to do is write a few gushing words about your dead cat, your views on politics, or your sexual desires, and you’re a poet. Most people are not interested in studying poetry itself and just want recognition for their thoughts and feelings under the guise of “poetry”. But this is delusion. Mass delusion, in fact. For the most part, poetry is a lost art which has been replaced with unabashed self-exposition–a genre in itself which has claimed the name of “poetry” for the time being. How does poetry compare between, say, North America and the United Kingdom? Is there a global poetry? Well since most of it is pretty much unabashed self-exposition, it’s all pretty much the same, except for regional self-expository trends. There are islands of actual poetry out there, but these are mere aits not easily noticed amid the broad sea of self-expository verbiage. So, yes, I’d say there is a global poetry, and
