I wasn't joking around here, merely pushing the question of just what the fuck do you think poetry is? Something certified by some higher-up? And just who are these higher-ups? And how did they get there?
Sure ain't sales, nor is it effective use of the langauge...When Walken talks I listen, most often when a poet talks I snooze.
I wasn't joking around here, merely pushing the question of just what the fuck do you think poetry is? Something certified by some higher-up? And just who are these higher-ups? And how did they get there?
Sure ain't sales, nor is it effective use of the langauge...When Walken talks I listen, most often when a poet talks I snooze.
I tend to agree with you, Twelve, at least to a great extent, hence my poems about the use and very common misuse of a certain few words in the English language. I realize those exemplars have limited artistic value, but it was not my intent that they would. They are instructive, and therefore have considerable value in that respect, in my opinion, if remembered. They should not be compared to great poetry, of course, any more than an advertising jingle should be compared to a great symphony. But they are poetry, in my opinion, just as an advertising jingle is music.
I tend to agree with you, Twelve, at least to a great extent, hence my poems about the use and very common misuse of a certain few words in the English language. I realize those exemplars have limited artistic value, but it was not my intent that they would. They are instructive, and therefore have considerable value in that respect, in my opinion, if remembered. They should not be compared to great poetry, of course, any more than an advertising jingle should be compared to a great symphony. But they are poetry, in my opinion, just as an advertising jingle is music.
theo, they are instructive, i may have even mentioned them in regards to shadow speaking, or following the words, the rhythm of the words
but a movie monologue has as much structure as what is regarded as poetry
there is a voice, an internal logic, and a reason in context, most do not realize that in poetry.
theo, they are instructive, i may have even mentioned them in regards to shadow speaking, or following the words, the rhythm of the words
but a movie monologue has as much structure as what is regarded as poetry
there is a voice, an internal logic, and a reason in context, most do not realize that in poetry.
I'm sure we can agree that beauty isn't the only thing that's in the eye of the beholder. Much of what passes for good poetry today isn't, in my opinion, and much of what fails to pass, is. I feel the same way about many things, actually, including other forms of writing, music, art, etc.
I was an art major in college, but gave it up after graduation because I saw no internal logic, as you put it, in the art world for what is recognized by "those who know" as having value.
I'm sure we can agree that beauty isn't the only thing that's in the eye of the beholder. Much of what passes for good poetry today isn't, in my opinion, and much of what fails to pass, is. I feel the same way about many things, actually, including other forms of writing, music, art, etc.
I was an art major in college, but gave it up after graduation because I saw no internal logic, as you put it, in the art world for what is recognized by "those who know" as having value.
I think I wrote a "poem" about something other in the eye, which some anon took offense to 6 months after I was gone, must have been effective writing, so effective the line
Aye, 'tis harder, harder for a camel, a cheap cigarette, do you want one?
was overlooked, and it was a transition, but then maybe I'm just lucky
with my strikes sometimes
The reason I posted this, is because of the "problem of poetry", you have two points A and B, the beginning and the end. So you as a writer have to find a way to stuff enough things of interest to at least get some portion of the audience though it.
Allowing for the loss of context, most of these monologues will do that, in a variety of ways.
Most of you are writing prose any way. Stick line breaks in this, it's better than half of what I see in new poems.
The film's opening scene, in which various characters (mostly Mr. Brown (Quentin Tarantino)) talked back and forth about the meaning of Madonna's tune Like a Virgin:
Let me tell you what Like a Virgin's about. It's all about a girl who digs a guy with a big dick. The entire song, it's a metaphor for big dicks...Like a Virgin's not about some sensitive girl who meets a nice fella. That's what True Blue's about. Now, granted, no argument about that...Let me tell you what Like a Virgin's about. It's all about this cooze who's a regular f--k machine. I'm talkin' morning, day, night, afternoon . . . dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick... Then one day, she meets this John Holmes motherf--ker, and it's like, whoa baby. I mean, this cat is like Charles Bronson in The Great Escape. He's digging tunnels. She's getting this serious dick action and she's feelin' something she ain't felt since forever . . . Pain. Pain... It hurts. It hurts her. It shouldn't hurt her. You know, her pussy should be Bubble Yum by now, but when this cat f--ks her, it hurts. It hurts just like it did the first time. You see, the pain is reminding a f--k machine what it was once like to be a virgin. Hence . . . Like a Virgin.
line breaked
Pain.
Pain...
It hurts.
It hurts her.
It shouldn't hurt her.
You know, her pussy
should be Bubble Yum by now,
Almost as good as WCW
or 1,2 and
1, 2+, 3++
and Bubble Yum
semiotically speaking
