A Moment of Flarf here on Katie Degentesh

"Far be it from me to take anything away from star fucking or former antiwar Congressman Wayne Gilchrest (R–MD), but what are they adding to this poem besides non-sequitur punchlines? The poet disarms us with the insouciance of her speaker, intrigues us with a gloss on the passage of time, makes us suspicious with clichés, and startles us with materialistic considerations before seducing us with the strange detachment of “when it flashes red you’re getting hurt.”"



I have to agree. What we need and what we want are two different things entirely. Poetry is a bit like spinach you know....good for you but not alot like choclate. Flarf tends to be too much Snickers and not enough roughage.