Everyone else's less wonderful poetry thread


we murder to dissect
Doesn't have to be stuff you've written yourself. What do you like? What don't you like? What if anything does poetry do for you?

I don't like Kate Tempest, but I find this opinion hard to justify, as she is clearly a decent sort and good at what she does. I like Larkin, but he was a fairly dreadful human being. What do you have strong feelings about, either way?


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I implore jack law corpse to come forth,
not filled with hesitance, regret or remorse,
to show us what we truly ought to see,
under the infamous monicker that is our beloved corp$ey


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third the kurd is hurt and disturbed,
immersed in his words and feeling perturbed,
his top 100 list
is like a crucifix,
in agony its blasphemy
its techno bumming and its rasta things
were a subversive vision of heaven,
but i'm still sure he's 47


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We have a few general poetry threads but no reason why we can't have one more. Maybe it needs a different angle though? not sure what.


barty these poems are a coup
im gonna go fer a hike and then luke first thing i'm gonna do is follow along the directions of your Poetry Workshop. probably post the results here

Mr. Tea

Shub-Niggurath, Please
Years ago someone on the b3ta messageboard wrote this for me:

Mr. Tea, Mr. Tea,
His sex is a mystery
His life is a history
Of bumrape and fistery

which I found strangely moving.


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I think that's a good idea and the other thing i was going to propose was maybe we could look at some of the things poetry wants to communicate. What is its domain? What is its mode of knowing and experience.


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So you identified this for instance

When night falls
She cloaks the world
In impenetrable darkness
A chill rises
From the soil
And contaminates the air
Life has new meaning

Which is not a million miles away from this

The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,
The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea,
The plowman homeward plods his weary way,
And leaves the world to darkness and to me.

Now fades the glimm'ring landscape on the sight,
And all the air a solemn stillness holds,
Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight,
And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds;

Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r
The moping owl does to the moon complain
Of such, as wand'ring near her secret bow'r,
Molest her ancient solitary reign.


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These shifts which are both shifts in awareness and shifts in reality itself, in the material fabric, in what surrounds us, in what we are embedded in.

These shifts are obviously a huge part of what poetry has traditionally about. Consciousness switching track, reality/time switching track. Registering the shifts.


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One of the things Barty habitually asks me about poetry, or any given poet or poem, is what did it teach you. And I think that is a very good question indeed. Not that you can reduce poetry to an instruction manual, but equally it is a huge mistake to think of it as merely affect engineering. The mechanical production of this is or that emotion by pressing the relevant combination of buttons.


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In this syncing of inner and outer, sharing substance e.g (sticking with obvious stuff)

The city now doth like a garment wear
The beauty of the morning; silent, bare,
Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie
Open unto the fields, and to the sky;
All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Never did sum more beautifully steep
In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill;
Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
The river glide th at his own sweet will:
Dear God! The very houses seem asleep;
And all that mighty heart is lying still!

In which, yes, obviously it's the heart of the city, but it's also the heart of Wordsworth, because of the sync Between in and out that takes place


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He is under a lifetime ban. Him and Vim. Computer programmers and death metal enthusiasts.


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Actually Varg Vikernes was heavily influenced by gabba, so technically speaking Burzum is part of the hardcore continuum


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Poetry can be visionary and so on but it's important not to lose sight of the intrinsic joy and satisfaction of playing with, building with language. Rhythms inflections etc. Like song. Poetry started as song, if I'm not mistaken. And too there's a satisfaction in form - even a very loose and free or complex and buried form.

Yeats thought the point of metre and rhyme was to mesmerise the reader and hold their consciousness in place, to be receptive to intensity of emotion and ideas.

But of course the other point of metre and rhyme is that it's fun and memorable. Stuff like alliteration is sensuously satisfactory (lolz).


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That's like Barty telling us about some arcane bit of rhythmic lore though isn't it? Good for him, and well done if you can understand it, but most people, we couldn't give a shit how many beats there are in a bar. More than that, we don't even want to know. We feel, instinctively, that we're better off without it.