Poetry Day: Today everyone is to send a line to the world’s longest poem. The opening line is:
“Mercy, cried the popinjay to the pope”
Meh. This is another page in the book with the goal of driving traffic to the website, i am afraid. And yet, it is an amusing challenge.
It kind of reminds me of a significantly less awesome version of Shelley Jackson’s Ineradicable Stain. Shelley Jackson, a Brooklyn based writer, wrote a short story, “Skin.” It is 2095 words long and then she placed an open call for applicants. One word at a time her story will be tattooed on 2095 people in her chosen font. And only the 2095 partcipants will ever get to read her full short story. Very clever.
This, the longest iambic pentameter poem ever. Eh.
“Mercy, cried the popinjay to the pope”
Your clatter’s near as false as mine, you see.
Excitement on the side 