Language changes with time, not necessarily for the worse, though Ciceros are always crying O tempora! O mores! Imagine what future parodists might do with the lingo of our day.
Caleb, I'm particularly surprised that you accuse Ms. Cope of "a very regular meter." That's true only of the third piece I posted, which is, after all, a Shakespearean parody. But the first two are written in precisely the sort of relaxed lope I would expect you to appreciate.
Since when is "mystery" a prerequisite for good poetry? While you might argue that this trait, whatever it is, presents itself with disproportionate frequency in poetry of the first rank, it is not sine qua non.
Alan Sullivan
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