Thursday, November 17, 2005

Poetry

Ah, the waxing and waning of flowery pose. I hate it! Why is it that a poet cannot seem to say what is on their mind? It must be cloaked in insinuation, symbol and metaphor. If asked what does this poem make you feel, the question is easily answered. But no we have to try to dig into the psyche of the poet and try to figure out what they were thinking when writing a verse. For all I know the poor soul was constipated and all these flowing rushing and gushing words were what they were hoping was about to happen in their nether regions.

Still I do enjoy reading poetry. As long as no one asks me to tell what I thought the author was trying to say! Poetry can be very relaxing or even stimulating but the only meaning it can have is how it pertains to your life and your experiences. Since I have not lived the poets life I have no point of reference from which to base my thinking. I have only myself and my life … usually a very different life from that of the poet. Perhaps I should write poetry then they could all guess what it was I was thinking of and I could laugh … not even close!!

2 Comments:

Blogger THIS! Christine said...

I love poetry, although these days I tend to find poetry in songs. Lately, Fix You by Coldplay, and Better Days by Goo Goo Dolls.

I adore the romantic poets of the 19th century though.

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4:26 PM  
Blogger Rae said...

Good can you give me some pointers ... I have to do a presentation on the romanticism literary movement ... Victor Hugo - Lord Byron and the like ... I second Coldplay and the Goo Goo Dolls! that is my kind of poetry ... when they put it to music!

4:43 PM  

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