Many Of Today's Verses Are Prose And

Art Is The Production Of Objects For Consumption, To Be Used And Discarded While Waiting For A New World In Which Man Will Have Succeeded In Freeing Himself Of Everything, Even Of His Own Consciousness.

There Is Also Poetry Written To Be Shouted In A Square In Front Of An Enthusiastic Crowd. This Occurs Especially In Countries Where Authoritarian Regimes Are In Power.

Against The Dark Background Of This Contemporary Civilization Of Well-being, Even The Arts Tend To Mingle, To Lose Their Identity.

In Reality Art Is Always For Everyone And For No One.

The Most Dangerous Aspect Of Present-day Life Is The Dissolution Of The Feeling Of Individual Responsibility. Mass Solitude Has Done Away With Any Difference Between The Internal And The External, Between The Intellectual And The Physical.