Poetics and Poetry Discussion
(12/5/2014 11:37:00 AM)
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To everyone who is listening or reading, I finally got my term paper done and turned in! Yay! ! I'm so happy, I mean writing a term paper on phobias is a pain in my arse... But now I have to focus on my family tree assignment noooo! Dang it. Well this is just a warning to you guys, I won't be on for a while, sorry.....
(12/5/2014 3:44:00 AM)
I think poemHunter should try to revise the posting of the front page poems at least once a year. Having same poems on same days two or three years in a row is just too much.
(12/4/2014 9:49:00 AM)
Summer is hot,
Winter is cold,
My pain is growing,
And so is yours.
(12/4/2014 7:24:00 AM)
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RIP Mark Strand, one of the good ones.
A Piece Of The Storm
For Sharon Horvath
From the shadow of domes in the city of domes,
A snowflake, a blizzard of one, weightless, entered your room
And made its way to the arm of the chair where you, looking up
From your book, saw it the moment it landed.
That's all There was to it.
No more than a solemn waking
To brevity, to the lifting and falling away of attention, swiftly,
A time between times, a flowerless funeral.
No more than that
Except for the feeling that this piece of the storm,
Which turned into nothing before your eyes, would come back,
That someone years hence, sitting as you are now, might say:
" It's time.
The air is ready.
The sky has an opening."
- Mark Strand
(12/1/2014 11:37:00 PM)
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I want some one to clean my dingle berries, where is Jefferson Carter?
(12/1/2014 10:11:00 PM)
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Is it better to give an honest review of someone's poetry (on this forum) , or just to say nothing at all?Does anyone have a clear opinion on this subject?I don't mean a Jefferson Carter kind of critique, but on a softer level. I would welcome your viewpoint.Replies for this message:
(12/6/2014 9:28:00 PM)
yes. & go all carter style on their verbal fungus! i love when someone says mandolyn, this poem is the worst thing i've read all year. then they give me an analogy of how bad it is, like describi ... more
(12/3/2014 8:34:00 PM)
Brutal honesty tends to help more than false praise, being specific about what you don't like about a poem helps more than anything; just don't go too far with it. (It's better to let someone know tha ... more
(12/2/2014 12:14:00 AM)
Poets always need feedback, be they harsh or gentle, so that we can improve ourselves daily. We often don't realise our weaknesses until someone tells them to us.
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(12/1/2014 9:19:00 PM)
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Season's Greetings, Folks.....see this place is as dead as a beach city on the East coast during a blizzard....brrrrr....drafty.
Well, whoever still creeps here, happy holidays, happy new year, merry saturnalia...
(12/1/2014 1:34:00 AM)
Upon the evening skies there sits a mist,
Which shrouds and brings forth darkness bathing screams,
Of women's labours so unjustly wished,
By men of power shameful, they flow streams,
Of kindness sorrowed met with Pity's cries,
As angels guarding virgins' hideous looks,
And sprinkle blessings- many- thus chastise,
The godly strength bestowed upon these crooks;
But under Man's defiled and ugly deeds,
There lies a truth that many fail to sight,
A truth that learns forgiveness- life it breeds,
And casts out darkness and sorrows bringing light,
For man and woman come from Thee alike:
That violence mellowed thus reforms this tyke.
... Dog God 8hate
(11/30/2014 5:08:00 PM)
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i prefer, to be... empty?
i don't dispense fate...
just a mere n' indigent
string o' words
that fall in my way...
it's just what... i say?
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(12/1/2014 11:46:00 AM)
This Plum likes it!
... Dog God 8hate
(12/1/2014 7:11:00 AM)
. . the Professor asserts a strong wit ... seem's like a plumb (plum?) mind there, all square n' sync ... and, AND ... with those e'er concurring features fashioning (so) firm n' fun. ... more
(11/30/2014 8:43:00 PM)
This gentleman has an interesting way. I like the 'mEeee?/i prefer, to be...empty?' Puts a smile on my face.
(11/30/2014 6:37:00 PM)
What we have here is the writing of a so ... more
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(11/29/2014 9:14:00 PM)
Goodbye, my dearest friend, and take with you,
My wondrous kinship so profoundly laid,
For I will never see again this hue,
Like vibrant colours washed away, they fade,
And leave behind the remnants so devoid,
Of joy and merrymaking this I tear,
In hopes of bringing back our times enjoyed,
And casting out the darkness filled with drear,
Which Heaven lifted up from Mother Earth,
And gave, anewed, a life abundant too,
That you may live forever free from dearth,
For He presents the greatest treasure true;
And so, do not be worried over me,
Instead, depart from here detached and free.