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... no, chippers, this isn't a piss-take. :)

i was wondering ... somewhat removed from the great philosophical questions, about the differences 'tween poetry and the shite i churn out. i mean, i'm a writer of some mediocrity, at best, but, the question i wanna ask is, what makes good poetry?

is it a condensation of emotion into a few lines? is it the conveyance of an image in as few words possible?

why are you buggers so clever?

:D

respeck. :)
 
The question is so subjective, if you were to present any single poem to ten poets, there would be six who thought it was wonderful and six who hated it and the remaining six didn't understand it.

It's not a matter of brevity or compactness, though some people value this very much. It is not a matter of originality, though plagiarism is condemned. There is no poem yet written which will not be legitimately criticized on some technical point.

None of it matters. If one listens to all the comments and critiques, one is left with lowest common denominator poetry. I remember when I was in high school and the student literary magazine asked for poetry submissions. We were allowed to submit a long poem (12 lines) and a short poem (5 lines). My memory of the short poem, as I submitted it is:

Two peas sat in a pod, thinking.
I hate you, thought one pea.
You are much too green and round.
That's strange, thought the other.
I love you for the same reason.

When the magazine was printed, "thinking" and "thought" had been changed to "sighing" and "sighed". I asked the Senior English teacher what happened. She was the final editor. She said she changed it because it didn't make any sense. Peas can't think.
 
When the magazine was printed, "thinking" and "thought" had been changed to "sighing" and "sighed"... She said she changed it because it didn't make any sense. Peas can't think.
Interesting while typical. She had improved your poem without being able to explain why her version was poetically preferable.
 
... no, chippers, this isn't a piss-take. :)

i was wondering ... somewhat removed from the great philosophical questions, about the differences 'tween poetry and the shite i churn out. i mean, i'm a writer of some mediocrity, at best, but, the question i wanna ask is, what makes good poetry?

is it a condensation of emotion into a few lines? is it the conveyance of an image in as few words possible?

why are you buggers so clever?

:D

respeck. :)
That's alright you just hit the biggest pisser on the slag heap. But with repesct.
what makes good poetry?
Good readers, the poem is reassembled in the readers mind.

is it a condensation of emotion into a few lines? is it the conveyance of an image in as few words possible?
Both, and much more. It is the inducement of "something" in the reader.

why are you buggers so clever?
What makes you think so? Who are these clever buggers?

Now, bronze introduces some higher math, that is one thing that makes us so clever, he got 18 from 10, I will show you how to get more. His reply is wonderful, but he needs to work on math a little better.

None of it matters. If one listens to all the comments and critiques, one is left with lowest common denominator poetry.
The LCD will leave you with an answer of 8. Let's change the sentence to read"
If one thinks about the comments and critiques, it should generate a multiplicative effect, the 10 becomes 20, the 20 becomes 40. A somewhat better number, so the breakdown would be 8 liked, 4 disliked, 10 don't know, and 20 don't know but are still looking. Which gives you an answer of 42, which as some believe, is the answer...
are we getting somewhere, here?

As an example, from one of yours:
This is poetry:
the areola looked as big as saucers (in context, he starts lapping)
I mauled at Erika's tits, savouring their weightiness
big, squashy breasts

This is not:

allowed her pendulous breasts

unless there is a pit, or a grandfather clock somewhere, the line as is just sort of flops (pardon the pun), perhaps a raven perched...

your question can be viewed as either I am serious about or as this is bait...
I'll take it.
the great philosophical questions,
title should read (this moment iii) it was late at night and I can't see
It was also a horse in most stories, I had read it as a donkey; the use of ass, is what is known as poetic lying. It has a hearty score or 3.42 which places it below one of the most inane things I have ever seen submitted (by an authour, with a fan club)

Here is a thread
Which refers to a poem, that is one man's trip though new poems. There are errors in it, the errors are not what you think they, some mimics, bad writing and attitudes confronted. It relies very little on "poetic" techniques.

But you do strike me as a literate man with a sense of fun. So I'll run with it.

Check out this thread also The Senna Jawa part.
This illustrates so much of what I said about recreation in the reader.
As a disclaimer we are not exactly big fans of each other.
Have fun,
and Best.
 
...

Now, bronze introduces some higher math, that is one thing that makes us so clever, he got 18 from 10, I will show you how to get more. His reply is wonderful, but he needs to work on math a little better.

None of it matters. If one listens to all the comments and critiques, one is left with lowest common denominator poetry.
The LCD will leave you with an answer of 8. Let's change the sentence to read"
If one thinks about the comments and critiques, it should generate a multiplicative effect, the 10 becomes 20, the 20 becomes 40. A somewhat better number, so the breakdown would be 8 liked, 4 disliked, 10 don't know, and 20 don't know but are still looking. Which gives you an answer of 42, which as some believe, is the answer...
are we getting somewhere, here?

...

It can be shown poetic calculus and differential verse are a subfield of bistro math, but the equation is so long and involved the answer must be put on the back of the page. When the page is turned over again to check the work, it has changed and no reproducible product is ever achieved. The fact it cannot be proved is evidence enough of it's truth.

As for the accusation of clever buggery, I will concede to have cleverly buggered many, and some, over and over again.
 
heeeeyyyyyyyyyy, GA *fonzie thumbs*

nice to see you here, and - whilst i am quite aware of your ability to extract the urine - you've posted the sort of question that generates a multiplicity of answers, more questions, and doesn't really come down anywhere solid.

some here might view themselves as clever buggers - but clever buggerliness, much like beauty, tends to be in the eye ... hmmmn ... i think perhaps i shouldn't go there :eek:

oh, my answer to your question: 'good' poetry is defined by each reader of each individual poem. for me, it needs to make me react... feel something, think something maybe i've never thought before, 'see' things i've never seen before or through new eyes. i need to interact with it in some way, as a reader, for it to be a 'good' poem for me. there are the clever writes that do this, and those that are all clever and not reaching out to embrace a reader. i want to feel enriched by the experience - changed, a little, in some manner, having experienced that elusive something.

so, apart from dissing your own writing, why are you here? research for a new story, or are you thinking of broadcasting a little something you've been tinkering with?

p.s some of the seemingly most innocuous, simplistic poems are the really clever ones - they ain't all they appear to be *cool*


:kiss:
 
heeeeyyyyyyyyyy, GA *fonzie thumbs*

nice to see you here, and - whilst i am quite aware of your ability to extract the urine - you've posted the sort of question that generates a multiplicity of answers, more questions, and doesn't really come down anywhere solid.

some here might view themselves as clever buggers - but clever buggerliness, much like beauty, tends to be in the eye ... hmmmn ... i think perhaps i shouldn't go there :eek:

oh, my answer to your question: 'good' poetry is defined by each reader of each individual poem. for me, it needs to make me react... feel something, think something maybe i've never thought before, 'see' things i've never seen before or through new eyes. i need to interact with it in some way, as a reader, for it to be a 'good' poem for me. there are the clever writes that do this, and those that are all clever and not reaching out to embrace a reader. i want to feel enriched by the experience - changed, a little, in some manner, having experienced that elusive something.

so, apart from dissing your own writing, why are you here? research for a new story, or are you thinking of broadcasting a little something you've been tinkering with?

p.s some of the seemingly most innocuous, simplistic poems are the really clever ones - they ain't all they appear to be *cool*


:kiss:

hiya, chippers.

oops.

hey, i was down at the rugby club last saturday; i shoulda given you a shout, eh? :kiss:
 
hiya, chippers.

oops.

hey, i was down at the rugby club last saturday; i shoulda given you a shout, eh? :kiss:

:p

yes, you bloody well should've. shame on you.
there's a certain lady work with - petite, pretty, asian... met up with a guy down from 'oop north in his white van last weekend... wasn't you, was it? :eek:
 
:p

yes, you bloody well should've. shame on you.
there's a certain lady work with - petite, pretty, asian... met up with a guy down from 'oop north in his white van last weekend... wasn't you, was it? :eek:

nah, not me; i drive an astra van. still, sounds like she's one i'd ... like to meet. ;)
 
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