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The Haunted Computer and the Android Pope

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I ran across a copy of this collection while just looking around the poetry section at my local library. I was a bit surprised to see it, since so many of the great poets aren't represented (pound leaps to mind). I had to read it to see what kind of poet bradbury is. He's an excellent fiction writer, i think Fahrenheit 451 is one of the better books written. His poetry, on the other hand, is horrible. When he rhymes, he rhymes poorly. He tends to drag his poems on a bit (the only poet i can think of who has a greater fear of ending a poem is ginsberg, but the only howl you'll find in this collection is the one coming from the reader). His `ode to ty cobb' is a great example. The poem starts off ok, and has a lot of potential, but bradbury beats the idea to death. Too long (reminds me of one of the poems in the book `too much' `Too much beauty/Too much delight/ Too much of sun' /Too much did he write). You will find some interesting titles, such as `Shakespeare the Father, Freud the Son' (ah, the potential that title has) and `Good Shakespeare's Son, the Typing Ape.' and you'll actually find the line `Hark, we muttered.' i can only hope that mr bradbury decides to stay away from poetry and stick to fiction for the rest of his career. other bad poets: joey froelich (but his work i like in some sick way) and, oh, leonard nimoy, and jimmy stuart.