I usually only think of the word "economy" when I'm telling my students about economical language. But lately I've had no choice but to speculate, in sort of a wide-eyed and curious way, about what effect the economic crisis will have on poetry. So much good writing has been produced during times of hardship. Do you think that we're in for a poetic upheaval?
Will more people write poetry because it's too expensive to go to the movies? Will writers embrace the "new frugality" by returning to the pared-down syntax of yesteryear, or will language be a great free indulgence, our poems getting fatter as our wallets grow thinner?
Will there be a flux of lush concrete imagery, now that our real life cornucopias are only sporting a few measly gourds and walnuts?
Will we write formal poetry to compensate for the decadent company parties we're no longer attending, the tuxedos we are not renting?
Will writers attempt more "love poetry" and have more sex because it's so costly heating a home in today's economy? Will we still binge-buy on amazon? Will we write a lot of horrible poems about the recipes we tried to make ourselves, but that were utter, inedible failures?
Or will this all have no effect whatsoever?
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