colin leslie dean work is a new literary genre

Hia there, and welcome.Let's just be straight to the point, shall we?The resolution is „C.L Dean's work is a new literary genre”. The resolution thus implies that Dean invented an entirely new genre of poetry that has never before been seen. He then backs this up by defining poetry and free verse, neither of which apparently fit to his works. However, this is irreverent in all accounts and measures, because he didn't invent this unmetrical rhymed style. The definition of “invent” is the followed:Invent: create or design (something that has not existed before); be the originator of. And to fit the resolution „new“ in this context means:New: produced, introduced, or discovered recently or now for the first time; not existing before. In order to fit the resolution Dean must prove that he was the first person ever to do a rhymed poem that has no meter. To defeat this notion I have to find a single poet that did it before him. Thankfully, that wasn't too hard. Let us begin the listing. I shall only post the first verse or first 8-10 lines of each poem, whichever is more appropriate for each case:The first point in case is the poem“For the Briacliff High School class of 1986” by A.E.Stallings[1]: Just what I needed, Just when the dreams had almost totally receded, The dreams of roles for which I learned no lines and knew no cues,Dreams of pop quizzes with no pants on and no shoes, Just when I understood I was no longer amongThose ephemeral immortals, the gauche and pitiable young, Suddenly come phone calls, messages sift out of the air To ask who will be there: Names I haven't given a thought to in a score (A score!) of years, and names I used to think about but don't much anymore, No distinguishable meter is present but clear rhymes. This 2006 poem was not authored by Dean and thus he did not invent it. But that's only the tip of the iceberg. Assuming Dean is somewhere around 20-40 years old he was born somewhere in 1970-1990. This next poem was first released in 1975 in the book collective poems.At that time I'll at beast believe that Dean was 15. he at least was not the first to publish in this style.The Jungle husband by Stevie Smith[2]. Dearest Evelyn I often think of youOut with the guns in the jungle stewYesterday I hittapotamusI put the measurements down for you but they got lost in the fussIt’s not a good idea to drink out hereYou know, I’ve practically given it up dear.Tomorrow I am going alone a long wayInto the jungle. It is all grayBut green on top a good decade earlier the poem Very Like a Whale by Ogden Nash[3]:One thing that literature would be greatly the better forWould be a more restricted employment by the authors of simile andmetaphor.Authors of all races, be they Greeks, Romans, Teutons or Celts,Can't seem just to say that anything is the thing it is but have togo out of their way to say that it is like something else.What does it mean when we are toldThat that Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold?In the first place, George Gordon Byron had enough experienceTo know that it probably wasn't just one Assyrian, it was a lot ofAssyrians. For our final nail in the inventor coffin we have these poems. Both of these last poems where released before Dean was even born, assuming Dean isn’t' a senior citizen approaching the age of 80; in which case I'm going to need to see a birth certificate. Jehanne Dubrow. Couplets, modeled on the verse of a Yiddish Poet. Ida Lewin(died 1938)http://www.english.ufl.edu...(I'm too lazy to manually type down the poem in the image.) And our final work to display the style years before Dean was born and thus years before he “invented” it Nearly an entire book, written in 1939: a full 75 years ago.Autumn Journal by Loise Mcneice.[4]September has come, it is hersWhose vitality leaps in the autumn,Whose nature prefersTrees without leaves and a fire in the fireplace.So I give her this month and the nextThough the whole of my year should be hers who has rendered alreadySo many of its days intolerable or perplexedBut so many more so happy.Who has left a scent on my life, and left my wallsDancing over and over with her shadowWhose hair is twined in all my waterfallsAnd all of London littered with remembered kisses. So, dear readers. We see that even if this particular style or 'genre' of poetry: rhymed but without meter, is not common in modern poetry or poetry in general it still was existing well before Dean wrote his first poem, before he even understood what a rhyme or meter was. As such Dean has not, in any way, shape or form, created a new genre of literature. He is simply using what has existed for more than 75 years.I await a rebuttal. 1]poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/181585 2]poemhunter.com/poem/the-jungle-husband/ 3]http://allpoetry.com... 4] http://www.goodreads.com...