2:00 am thought, take it or leave it.
What if we really know poetry is something sort of holy, like fire, and so we dance around the outer edges of it always, not sure we should call ourselves POETS, not ever at ease with the stuff, not liking it (burns!) (bores!), having to keep it at a distance, scoffing at it, wishing it were not there, unable to avoid it (some of us), holding it to impossible standards, almost meeting those standards (some of us), and then what...?
Impact? Why can't poetry just be fun?
Impact? Why can't poetry just be fun?
This.
Not all poetry has to have the same effect.
It just hasn't been presented properly to the masses.I got back into poetry as a function of free time. I've had difficulty finding the time to read or write novels or even short stories lately. But I can read several poems or write a single poem in a much smaller fragment of time.
It's weird and interesting that as our culture has moved increasingly toward shorter attention spans and bite-sized media, the shorter forms of literature — short stories and poetry — have declined while the novel has prospered.
I just2:00 am thought, take it or leave it.
What if we really know poetry is something sort of holy, like fire, and so we dance around the outer edges of it always, not sure we should call ourselves POETS, not ever at ease with the stuff, not liking it (burns!) (bores!), having to keep it at a distance, scoffing at it, wishing it were not there, unable to avoid it (some of us), holding it to impossible standards, almost meeting those standards (some of us), and then what...?
2:00 am thought, take it or leave it.
What if we really know poetry is something sort of holy, like fire, and so we dance around the outer edges of it always, not sure we should call ourselves POETS, not ever at ease with the stuff, not liking it (burns!) (bores!), having to keep it at a distance, scoffing at it, wishing it were not there, unable to avoid it (some of us), holding it to impossible standards, almost meeting those standards (some of us), and then what...?
I just
truly love what you wrote Kylabelle.
I believe that a poem is a postcard from our lives; a look at a small thing which was really big, or some observation that makes another gasp in recognition.
I don't understand why poetry isn't important to more people. I've been criticized for choosing an English major when I was in college,
but literature and poetry are a study of human existance. I don't see it as irrelevant or unimportant.
http://www.npr.org/2014/09/05/344088108/where-have-all-the-poets-gone
thought i'd open this up to the roundtable...
does poetry matter anymore?
is anyone writing anything important or provocative anymore?
do prose writers even care about poetry?
does my ass look fat in these jeans?
2:00 am thought, take it or leave it.
What if we really know poetry is something sort of holy, like fire, and so we dance around the outer edges of it always, not sure we should call ourselves POETS, not ever at ease with the stuff, not liking it (burns!) (bores!), having to keep it at a distance, scoffing at it, wishing it were not there, unable to avoid it (some of us), holding it to impossible standards, almost meeting those standards (some of us), and then what...?