INTRANSIT
replying on Dear Lord, by INTRANSIT
22 Aug 2005, 10:02 AM
Um, this is actually a little old but I went ahead with Shoeis' suggestions because I'm beating myself about the pate deciding how important music is to my poetry. Deep inside, I'm a believer, no matter what the world thinks. Thanks.
The most religious thing I've seen from you. What gives? I Like it a lot.
I find myself leaning toward Mr. Pound whenever he suggests poetry MUST have music, to be true poetry. The one thing I keep coming back to is the lack of music in most of my poems. I think that it is the ONE thing keeping me from growing. Any time I DO have music, it seems forced. Maybe I should study music for a while, no? Thanks for your time.
some would argue yes. It is possible to write what could arguably be called a poem without a single pronounceable word, like some of e.e. cummings.
Sometimes you can deliberately drain the lyricism and music out of a poem if dischord and blandness are its message, as when (sorry to make a reference to russian poetry, but I can't think of another example right now) the greatest Russian poet Alexander Pushkin in his long poem, Eugene Onegin, includes a trite ode written by Vladimir Lensky, one of his characters, to show that Lensky is a mediocre poet.
A question for you and Sasha. Is it possible to write good, even great poetry without lyricism or music? Just for my own knowledge.
I hope that was actually as much in support of the poem as it sounded.
Actually, the poem never even mentions anything specifically Biblical, so how can you declare it to be about Old Testament. Especially when I then use the disciples to in my argument for the poem, the disciples who are very much New Testament.
How do you mean tighter?
I actually started with the title and wrote the poem around it. There are three other variations but I thought this was the best.
I agree with Zodiac the last two lines of verse 2 say pretty much the same thing as verse 1.
Otherwise it's good.
A vivid picture, I felt it all the way through.I've tried three times tonight, just can't write. Sooo, this is what I would do with this. If you like all or any, welcome.
What voice could sing in joy of death
Each leaf as it withers and dies
fluttering down to mingle with the soil
keeping it's host alive.
this fitting requiem
yea, i like the first verse, too...
i think your poem could've been better.... coz i LOVE kayaking!!!
A tissue of lies from start to finish, the crescendo being your staggering claim that Asian food smells nice. No Asian thing smells nice, because by definition that thing is coated in a thick layer of Brown.
Congratulations! You've won the prize for most arbitrary line break of the month! (It's the one between 'and I' and 'would frolic in the park')
Good, except for the soppy parts about love and friendship and being there when you're down. It may be what you feel, but objectively it weakens the strength of the poem. 8 for overall quality
I promise you the next thing will be original. Ok luv?
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Lets read something you wrote...and not a translation...I know this is written in your words, and it is a great...but lets see your own work...:) Bethy
Did she tell him all these things before or after she tossed his salad?
Kudos for making whore-sex so romantic. -10-