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I am not of that world

by Chris 

Posted: 29 September 2003
Word Count: 200
Summary: observations on some poetry I do NOT understand

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I am not of that world,the one where poets of a keener mind hone and fashion words drawn from ingenious cloudy thoughts to the wonderment of man. I struggle to decipher many of their offerings wherein, 'tis said, hides artistry sublime. The fault,I know,is mine. I am not learned enough to unravel such abstract notions. I am not suitable to join that august enclave of poets who impress with like, keeping numbers small. What joy I derive from my creations is bruised by those offering works containing vague utterances that are highly applauded adding to my confusion, as I apply rhyme and reason to mine, which are ignored. I liken the poets of that other world to Salvador Dali, employing torturous routes to stretch my imagination as were it elastic, darting over their canvas's seeking the true meaning of such work as I wait for perception to dawn. The poets of my world are like Van Gogh. We throw our canvas of work right at you. Up front. In your face. What you see is what you get.
So come, join me in my world where we only use one brush, or colour,or thought to make poetry understood. Even mine!

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Ioannou at 08:13 on 30 September 2003  Report this post
Does anyone really belong to another's world? Do we write to be understood or because we need to write, for our own sanity? Maybe the poems you find incomprehensible describe emotions/events you have no experience of? Lots of questions. Going to be brave a post a poem now?! Love, Maria.

bjlangley at 08:24 on 30 September 2003  Report this post
The trouble with poetry,
Is that it takes many forms,
If you have the time,
Should you make it rhyme?
Or is that not in fashion?
It seems you can finish a line,
And keep going on the next.
Now I fear,
The end is near,
But I've something else to say,
Poetry can confuse me too,
But it cannot spoil my day.
(Though I'm not sure that,
You should change format,
Throughout, and
You rarely see brackets in poems).

Ioannou at 08:26 on 30 September 2003  Report this post
Tuesday morning smiles thanks to bjlangley...

Fearless at 20:52 on 01 October 2003  Report this post
Poetry is expression. Whilst we have many things in common, and can be generalised into some gross similarities...we are all one-offs, never to be repeated again. We are all works in progress. We are all...just that little bit different. So if we're all that little bit different, so are our needs to express and our paths to expression.

We don't all get eachother, but so what? Listen, read, mull it over.....it may make sense later, if not, big deal - at least it was a welcome diversion.

If it was all so simple, bored we'd be
But maybe you'd disagree


Marj at 20:25 on 22 January 2005  Report this post
LIked this and I'm with you on it. People write for different reasons, but surely - unless you are writing only for yourself - the point is to be understood? Can't be bothered with people that try too hard to be clever with overly flowery, convoluted languauge. It's as if they are trying too hard to prove themselves to be really clever. Make your point, make it beautifully, but help us to see the things you see and feel the things you feel ............otherwise, what's the point? Ok, rant over. Nice work :)

paul53 [for I am he] at 19:42 on 20 March 2005  Report this post
"The fault,I know,is mine."
Poetry is not about the poet telling you how he or she feels, it is about then making YOU feel how he or she feels.

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