Reading through the Renaissance poets again - and finding again this line that just drives me nuts. From Campion.
There is a garden in her face.
So, I thought I would ask, what is one of your favorite worst lines of poetry.
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Here's one that makes me cringe--I'm fairly certain it needn't be THIS graphic:
""trying to eject the feeble, mucus-coated, blood-flecked chains that finally spurted from him,/would set himself on tip-toe and hump into a question mark, one quivering backleg grotesquely lifted"
He is writing of a dog.
And it's from one of my all time favorite poets, CK Williams, whom I adore for his long, beautifully controlled sentences that have caused me to forever question the line between poetry and prose and and also for his (usually) sedate images that somehow shine under the intense polish of clear language. Alas, this line is dreadful.
Hmm, garden in her face is not so bad I'm thinking ...
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