Toronto Poetess - Seeking Neurotic Erotic Poets for Feedback

[GuerillaPoetess]

Let me introduce you... to me

My name in Second Life is Skylar Smythe. In Toronto, I go by the name The Guerilla Poetess (c). I am a 35 year old italian/irish girl living in the downtown area, prepping myself to join the performance poetry circuit in Toronto.

I like tequila, my dog, and living alone... in random order.

My preference is Romantica... the more subtle erotica of the mind and twisting twirling innuendo.

In Second Life I run a popular weekly event called "Some Like It Hot ~ Erotic Poetry Collective". I am also completing a comedy on sexuality in the metaverse and a play of sonnets about Hypatia of Alexandria.

...and I have too much energy. Looking for constructive ways to use it.

I am looking to learn from and discuss romantica/erotic writing with other authors, and receive genuine feedback on my work.

If you are a hot single man in toronto... I'd also accept a skype invite
Artists are kryptonite...


PS: I am not one of those psychotic cyber stalking chicks that hunts down married men... read my slam poem called "Bunny Boiler". Quite funny

~ Ciao ~

G.P.





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[champagne1982]

Hi GP. I think your link to youtube is acceptable inside your post, as is the one to your blog but, in order to address the site's preference of NO LINKS TO OUTSIDE COMMERCIAL WEBSITES inside forum posts, you could create a signature for all of your Literotica forum posts by using the features found at your User Command Post with your other member options and link to those pages there.

 

[Epmd607]

Hey GuerrilaPoet. Are you looking for feedback or a date? Your post was a little too craigs-listy, but I followed your video link and you should do well in performance poetry. You have a few too many superfluous words, in the youtube poem, and some of your adjectives aren't so fresh. Your snake was distracting, it was tough following because of the unnatural repetition of movement. Is it always like that when people read on second life?

Anyway, good luck finding a date in toronto. There's a fabulous painter/poet up there named Aron Tager if you're into brilliant art, but he's like a zillion years old and married. Your post was kinda off-putting, so sorry if I'm being dickish. If you posted your work on this website and then asked for feedback I'd be more inclined to read your work. You're sorta just here to pull people out of the group for your own thing. Hope that helps.

 

[annaswirls]

hmmm I think the mods usually move these to the appropriate location?

sorry gp if your post is real

 

[darkmaas]

Epmd607 said:

good luck finding a date in toronto.

Now don't be pissed at poor Epmd. He's from New York and is sensitive about being from another "world-class" city.

A friend of mine has been nagging me to descend into Second Life 'cause the poetry scene is so hot. Thanks for showing me the error of her words.

Welcome to the PF&D.

 

[WickedEve]

I am looking to learn from and discuss romantica/erotic writing with other authors, and receive genuine feedback on my work.

Just post some of your work on the forum. I'm sure you'll receive lots of feedback.

 

[Epmd607]

Epmd607 said:
Now don't be pissed at poor Epmd. He's from New York and is sensitive about being from another "world-class" city....

Yes, if only I lived in toronto, then I could ask GP out and listen to her poetry... You'd think that'd be ideal, poet and poet, but I've gotta tell you it's not at all. My future-wife won't let me see her words until they're published, even then I usually have to search. It's like more of an intense jealousy than the more typical intense jealousy. So, GP, knowing you and your history with men--stay away from men carrying pens. j/kj/kj/k now don't be so sincerious!

 

[annaswirls]

Yes, if only I lived in toronto, then I could ask GP out and listen to her poetry... You'd think that'd be ideal, poet and poet, but I've gotta tell you it's not at all. My future-wife won't let me see her words until they're published, even then I usually have to search. It's like more of an intense jealousy than the more typical intense jealousy. So, GP, knowing you and your history with men--stay away from men carrying pens. j/kj/kj/k now don't be so sincerious!

I want to hear more about this. Pity I cannot come up with a specific question, my mind my mind my horrible mind!

Seriously, I want to hear more about this intense poet-poet jealousy. You are the first I heard admit to it, although I have always thought it must be there.

This is why I married a scientist

 

[Epmd607]

I want to hear more about this. Pity I cannot come up with a specific question, my mind my mind my horrible mind!

Seriously, I want to hear more about this intense poet-poet jealousy. You are the first I heard admit to it, although I have always thought it must be there.

This is why I married a scientist

Yes, let's use this thread to talk about ourselves. I figure, GP, could care less and has probably forgotten she posted here in pursuit of men to lure into her web of deceit! Oh, you nasty spider-woman, how I long for you and your cybersubtext.

When you date a poet who thinks of themselves as a poet, and then intend to marry said poet, you face so many more difficulties if you too consider poetry a serious pursuit. <--If she read what I just said she'd get real pissed because to her it's not competitive, even though she won't let me see her work unless I trick her.

Because at the heart of the matter she believes she's better and I believe I'm better, and I worry that I'm not better and she worries that she's not better. I could tell her that her sister's the prettiest girl I've ever seen and be off the hook quicker than had I told her some of her lines were throwaway. I don't write as much anymore, so I'm more objective, and there are some of mine that she hasn't matched yet. Oh god, please don't copy paste this or show her this...I'm going to hell.

 

[Angeline]

Yes, let's use this thread to talk about ourselves. I figure, GP, could care less and has probably forgotten she posted here in pursuit of men to lure into her web of deceit! Oh, you nasty spider-woman, how I long for you and your cybersubtext.

When you date a poet who thinks of themselves as a poet, and then intend to marry said poet, you face so many more difficulties if you too consider poetry a serious pursuit. <--If she read what I just said she'd get real pissed because to her it's not competitive, even though she won't let me see her work unless I trick her.

Because at the heart of the matter she believes she's better and I believe I'm better, and I worry that I'm not better and she worries that she's not better. I could tell her that her sister's the prettiest girl I've ever seen and be off the hook quicker than had I told her some of her lines were throwaway. I don't write as much anymore, so I'm more objective, and there are some of mine that she hasn't matched yet. Oh god, please don't copy paste this or show her this, Joe...I'm going to hell.

As most here know, I love, adore, desire and fortunately live with another poet: eagleyez, who is not much posting here these days (partly because he needs to get his computer fixed and is procrastinating about it).

Anyway I always would have thought what you say is true: that if you're in a relationship with another poet, the competition has a negative effect on the relationship. I have found that to be absolutely not so with me and ee. We inspire each other's poetry in good ways and our poems usually lead to at the least, compliments and/or suggestions for editing and, at best, some pretty happy torrid times. But I think I'm very lucky because I found someone with whom I'm just really compatible as a writer as well as all the other stuff.

Yours in threadjacking,
~Angeline

 

[Epmd607]

...We inspire each other's poetry in good ways and our poems usually lead to at the least, compliments and/or suggestions for editing and, at best, some pretty happy torrid times. But I think I'm very lucky because I found someone with whom I'm just really compatible as a writer as well as all the other stuff.

Yours in threadjacking,
~Angeline

Every line I write is about her, and I think they're mostly positive images. We try to get our hands on the others poems and tell them exactly what we think, so maybe that's the problem. We're poets in each other's pockets, and it really does help in editing, but fuels jealousy when someone writes something phenomenal.

 

[Angeline]

Every line I write is about her, and I think they're mostly positive images. We try to get our hands on the others poems and tell them exactly what we think, so maybe that's the problem. We're poets in each other's pockets, and it really does help in editing, but fuels jealousy when someone writes something phenomenal.

See, that must be the difference. eagleyez sees himself primarily as a prose writer first and then a poet. (And maybe poet even comes third after musician...) When he writes a poem he just scrawls it out and he's done. He's not big on editing poems though he's a real stickler with his prose. I'm way focused on editing my poems. We don't talk much about editing his poetry, and when it has been edited it's because I've bugged him to try to publish it somewhere. And then he says "do what you think is best." I do get jealous of stuff he writes sometimes, but I don't think the reverse is true.

But isn't it wonderful to be with someone who values poetry, as a reader as well as a writer? I find that, living with someone who understands about writing, its importance to me, is a gift, a priceless gift.

 

[Epmd607]

...I do get jealous of stuff he writes sometimes, but I don't think the reverse is true.

But isn't it wonderful to be with someone who values poetry, as a reader as well as a writer? I find that, living with someone who understands about writing, its importance to me, is a gift, a priceless gift.

I think about the poem you did with him, can't remember the title of it--you had the second passage and his part was nice but yours was one of the best things I'd read anywhere at the time. I'm just thinking that it illustrates what we're talking about because it was basically a head to head comparison, and I would of been pretty jealous if I'd been in his shoes and you show up with your part to follow mine. Cuz I would of been thinking 'Gee, I bet she comes up with something nice, but it should pale in comparison to what I've just done.' Would of made me drop my jaw and lock myself in a room for a while until I came up with something better.

There's the other side of it too, my buddy tries to write poems that his girlfriend will like, but she'll never really be into poetry, probably hates it, and only says she likes 'em because they're about her and she likes the idea of him as an artist. So either he'll give up, or write something transcendent that she still won't care that much about. I'd prefer the competition and jealousy to attempting to write a love of poetry into someone.

Just realized, she's more ted hughes and I'm more sylvia in the dynamic. hehe

 

[bflagsst]

Yes, let's use this thread to talk about ourselves. I figure, GP, could care less and has probably forgotten she posted here in pursuit of men to lure into her web of deceit! Oh, you nasty spider-woman, how I long for you and your cybersubtext.

When you date a poet who thinks of themselves as a poet, and then intend to marry said poet, you face so many more difficulties if you too consider poetry a serious pursuit. <--If she read what I just said she'd get real pissed because to her it's not competitive, even though she won't let me see her work unless I trick her.

Because at the heart of the matter she believes she's better and I believe I'm better, and I worry that I'm not better and she worries that she's not better. I could tell her that her sister's the prettiest girl I've ever seen and be off the hook quicker than had I told her some of her lines were throwaway. I don't write as much anymore, so I'm more objective, and there are some of mine that she hasn't matched yet. Oh god, please don't copy paste this or show her this...I'm going to hell.

You are going to hell, and you don't even have to off yourself like Ms. Plath to get there(a core belief of my heathen Catholic ancestors.) I wonder if this spider-woman might not be a nice girl at heart? Yes, you the brooding Sylvia to chrissyB's popular Hughes. Ted Hughes and Robert Browning are two of my least favorite Hubbys in terms of poems. R Browning was probably a better husband at heart though. Is GuerrillaPoetess looking for a Rob Browning of the Letters, or a Ted Hughes of popular myth?

 

[Angeline]

You are going to hell, and you don't even have to off yourself like Ms. Plath to get there(a core belief of my heathen Catholic ancestors.) I wonder if this spider-woman might not be a nice girl at heart? Yes, you the brooding Sylvia to chrissyB's popular Hughes. Ted Hughes and Robert Browning are two of my least favorite Hubbys in terms of poems. R Browning was probably a better husband at heart though. Is GuerrillaPoetess looking for a Rob Browning of the Letters, or a Ted Hughes of popular myth?

I'd take Browning. Hook up with Hughes and you come to no good end. But then, neither did he...

ETA: have you ever read Andrea Del Sarto? Might could make you like Browning better.

 

[bflagsst]

I'd take Browning. Hook up with Hughes and you come to no good end. But then, neither did he...

ETA: have you ever read Andrea Del Sarto? Might could make you like Browning better.

Poetry in the 19th century is -Sonnets from the Portuguese- and Pushkin. Everything else is background noise. Sorry, Keats, Shelley, lala Wordsworth to Rimbaud.

Must we forget GuerrillaPoetess?

O, sing unto my roundelay!
O, drop the briny tear with me!
Dance no more at holiday,
Like a running river be.
My GuerrillaPoetess is dead,
Gone to her death-bed,
All under the willow-tree.

 

[Angeline]

Poetry in the 19th century is -Sonnets from the Portuguese- and Pushkin. Everything else is background noise. Sorry, Keats, Shelley, lala Wordsworth to Rimbaud.

I had a professor that made me love Browning. Well, she didn't force me, but it happened. I agree with you about the Romantics and especially Wordsworth. Blech. And Lord Byron was an egomaniac. If he were alive today, he'd be driving a Corvette and wearing open silk shirts and a gold medallion glinting off his chest hair. Ew.

 

[bflagsst]

You responded too soon! You didn't get to read the poem I just wrote and copyrighted in memoriam of GuerrillaPoetess.

 

[Angeline]

Poetry in the 19th century is -Sonnets from the Portuguese- and Pushkin. Everything else is background noise. Sorry, Keats, Shelley, lala Wordsworth to Rimbaud.

Must we forget GuerrillaPoetess?

O, sing unto my roundelay!
O, drop the briny tear with me!
Dance no more at holiday,
Like a running river be.
My GuerrillaPoetess is dead,
Gone to her death-bed,
All under the willow-tree.

Ok. I feel bad that I insulted the Romantics now. They're good for something.

And have you written a roundelay for Survivor yet?