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There Is No Such Thing As A Poem (Free verse) by Aetius There is no such thing
as a poem:
There are truths bled out
through ink-stained hands;
there are Amish tables
polished clean through much erasure;
there are puddles of words,
vomited forth in ecstatic catharsis;
there are monsters,
unleashed by Frankensteins with pens;
there are wild apples,
sown by the mad;
and tame roses,
forced to fit syllabic trellises;
but there is no such thing
as a poem.
Up the ladder:
Two Mirrors
Down the ladder:
L'Ãtoile
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Posted: April 30, 2004 11:50 AM PDT; Last modified: April 30, 2004 11:50 AM PDTWeighted score: 6.1666665 Overall Rank: 1034 The following users have marked this poem on their favorites list:
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the bleeding is very nicely done, aetius, and i like the analogy to amish tables but the words "polished clean through much erasure;" don't fitwith it--they trip them selves up. give them harder sounds to match the table's angles.
vomit--vomit. monsters unleashed--yesyes-- wild apples sewn by the mad--are you mad? why not the birds? why not by orchard-raiders chased off the land by athe tenant-farmer?? tame roses--ah, now that thorn soothes ,me. now you're back on track...
Frankingsteins are much too thick to hold a pen.
they have their butlers hold them. to sully their hands with an instrument such as that--no, never!
'There are truths bled out through ink-stained hands;' I think you are probably thinking about philosophers, poetes just write pretty words.
Actually, you have described a number of poems I have read here recently and may be saying they are not really poems, but something less. On the other hand you may be catagorizing what you consider good poems, though some verses belie this. 9 for irony.
Nice poem! ;)
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favorite bits: monsters, ecstatic catharsis, and the syllabic trellises. :)