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Abe Lincoln said something most LIT poets don't follow: WHATEVER YOU WRITE MAKE SURE ALL UNDERSTAND IT, ESPECIALLY THE DOOR MAN. He said he always aimed his thoughts at the people who were least likely to GET it.
 
Abe Lincoln said something most LIT poets don't follow: WHATEVER YOU WRITE MAKE SURE ALL UNDERSTAND IT, ESPECIALLY THE DOOR MAN. He said he always aimed his thoughts at the people who were least likely to GET it.

I would go way beyond Lit for that statement and I would disagree with it in reference to poetry as well. There's many a poem I like that I know I don't have a full understanding of and it doesn't detract from the piece. Actually, to my mind that's the beauty of poetry, it's, at times, language in abstract allowing the reader to form their own meaning. The "job" of poetry is to elicit emotion, the meaning attached to those emotions is as personal as the emotions themselves.

What a piece means to me as the writer is irrelevant to the reader. In my writing I am trying to connect emotionally to the reader so if the reader feels something the piece has done its job. If it manages to make the reader reflect on themselves in some way then it's a successful piece and IMO that is why poetry is not popular, people do not want to look inside themselves and see anything startling or unsettling.

And I'll shut up now before I descend into philosophy.
 
I would go way beyond Lit for that statement and I would disagree with it in reference to poetry as well. There's many a poem I like that I know I don't have a full understanding of and it doesn't detract from the piece. Actually, to my mind that's the beauty of poetry, it's, at times, language in abstract allowing the reader to form their own meaning. The "job" of poetry is to elicit emotion, the meaning attached to those emotions is as personal as the emotions themselves.

What a piece means to me as the writer is irrelevant to the reader. In my writing I am trying to connect emotionally to the reader so if the reader feels something the piece has done its job. If it manages to make the reader reflect on themselves in some way then it's a successful piece and IMO that is why poetry is not popular, people do not want to look inside themselves and see anything startling or unsettling.

And I'll shut up now before I descend into philosophy.

I can say the same about schizophrenic word salad or Dali paintings.

I had a patient who talked nonsense that reminded me of Rod McKUen poems, really confused and bizarre. I listened to her a while and asked, say the same thing with different words, and she said I'M PISSED.
 
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I read a few of your 'poems' and things haven't changed, they remain schizophrenic word salad. Then I looked around for a competent definition of POEM but didn't find one. I found perfessers talking out their asses in schizophrenic fashion.

So what is a poem?

A poem is revealed truth.

When I read the crap you post here I look for your truth.
 
Dear, you have my permission to be a bitch if you want to. But I keep half my awe tied behind my back, and you wouldn't recognize it if it flung its rain coat wide open.

Ms. Dickinson is the source of my inspiration. LIT reminds me of White Chapel circa 1890, and anywhere British today.

psst, JBJ, it's Whitechapel. your ignorance is showing through that raincoat. ;)
 
maybe start out by posting what you deem incompetent about the poems i linked you to before.
still waiting

the thing is, if you want people to think your opinion valid of consideration, you have to show us why first.

Abe Lincoln said something most LIT poets don't follow: WHATEVER YOU WRITE MAKE SURE ALL UNDERSTAND IT, ESPECIALLY THE DOOR MAN. He said he always aimed his thoughts at the people who were least likely to GET it.
depends entirely on who your target audience is: we're not aiming to be elected as president, only looking to hone our skills. a poet can write well, engage a broad audience who still might not see all there is to see in the poem, or, by the very nature of its topic, alienate them. ''the best'' is an ambiguous title, as there have been many excellent poems that don't garner the recognition of the masses. poetry doesn't have to be hugely intellectual, but it also doesn't have to appeal to the lowest common denominator in order to be very good.that'd be like comparing Byron with Pam Ayres.

I read a few of your 'poems' and things haven't changed, they remain schizophrenic word salad. Then I looked around for a competent definition of POEM but didn't find one. I found perfessers talking out their asses in schizophrenic fashion.

So what is a poem?

A poem is revealed truth
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When I read the crap you post here I look for your truth.
http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=683068

i think you'll find most of us agree on that issue, but it goes beyond that: pulling down one's drawers and showing one's bum is 'a truth revealed' - doesn't make it poetic.
 
still waiting

the thing is, if you want people to think your opinion valid of consideration, you have to show us why first.


depends entirely on who your target audience is: we're not aiming to be elected as president, only looking to hone our skills. a poet can write well, engage a broad audience who still might not see all there is to see in the poem, or, by the very nature of its topic, alienate them. ''the best'' is an ambiguous title, as there have been many excellent poems that don't garner the recognition of the masses. poetry doesn't have to be hugely intellectual, but it also doesn't have to appeal to the lowest common denominator in order to be very good.that'd be like comparing Byron with Pam Ayres.


http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=683068

i think you'll find most of us agree on that issue, but it goes beyond that: pulling down one's drawers and showing one's bum is 'a truth revealed' - doesn't make it poetic.

No, dear, I don't come before anyone, with hat in hand, and appeal for love. I'm more like God giving Moses The News on tablets. You don't gotta salute it but I already done the thinking and applied the elbow grease, and know.

THE SAME FLAME THAT TEMPERS STEEL, MELTS BUTTER, AND BURNS TRASH is poetical stuff. Aphorisms are proto-poems. Aphorisms are bald truth. Acquaint yourself with any Shakespeare play and youll find an aphorism where its soul is located. In ROMEO & JULIET its, NICE AND SMART ARENT THE SAME THING.
 
No, dear, I don't come before anyone, with hat in hand, and appeal for love. I'm more like God giving Moses The News on tablets. You don't gotta salute it but I already done the thinking and applied the elbow grease, and know.

THE SAME FLAME THAT TEMPERS STEEL, MELTS BUTTER, AND BURNS TRASH is poetical stuff. Aphorisms are proto-poems. Aphorisms are bald truth. Acquaint yourself with any Shakespeare play and youll find an aphorism where its soul is located. In ROMEO & JULIET its, NICE AND SMART ARENT THE SAME THING.

You and Senna Jawa would be best buddies
 
You and Senna Jawa would be best buddies

Your ma? I think I met your ma at the Florida Boy Bar in Frankfurt Germany back in 1969. They featured ladies from everywhere on the planet. It was like Disneys Small World ride.
 
Your ma? I think I met your ma at the Florida Boy Bar in Frankfurt Germany back in 1969. They featured ladies from everywhere on the planet. It was like Disneys Small World ride.

Funny, my mother would tear your arms off and beat you to death with them lol
 
No, dear, I don't come before anyone, with hat in hand, and appeal for love. I'm more like God giving Moses The News on tablets. You don't gotta salute it but I already done the thinking and applied the elbow grease, and know.

THE SAME FLAME THAT TEMPERS STEEL, MELTS BUTTER, AND BURNS TRASH is poetical stuff. Aphorisms are proto-poems. Aphorisms are bald truth. Acquaint yourself with any Shakespeare play and youll find an aphorism where its soul is located. In ROMEO & JULIET its, NICE AND SMART ARENT THE SAME THING.
no one suggested you come cap in hand, but don't expect anyone to pay attention to your stone tablets without you proving your worth first. there have been, and still are, writers here who are published, polished, and educated in their craft. yes, being published is no guarantee of quality, but there is quality here - the fact you can't seem to find it says something about your own, questionable skills. we have teachers, editors, publishers, people with degrees and people without, people with the ability to say what they like and don't like about poems and, more importantly, why. if you can't be arsed to do the same, don't expect your stone tablets to blind us with bullshit.
 
the fact you can't seem to find it says something about your own, questionable skills. we have teachers, editors, publishers, people with degrees and people without, people with the ability to say what they like and don't like about poems and, more importantly, why. if you can't be arsed to do the same, don't expect your stone tablets to blind us with bullshit.

From what I've seen thus far, he is not here to find anything except people he can annoy and to bask in their annoyance. He's here to instigate, not participate, and the best course of action might be to dust him off like dandruff.
 
no one suggested you come cap in hand, but don't expect anyone to pay attention to your stone tablets without you proving your worth first. there have been, and still are, writers here who are published, polished, and educated in their craft. yes, being published is no guarantee of quality, but there is quality here - the fact you can't seem to find it says something about your own, questionable skills. we have teachers, editors, publishers, people with degrees and people without, people with the ability to say what they like and don't like about poems and, more importantly, why. if you can't be arsed to do the same, don't expect your stone tablets to blind us with bullshit.

So far no one has proved me wrong with one quality poem. Do you have any real poems? Or are they schizophrenic loose associations with tangential points like all I've read so far? LIT poets need something like PAINT BY THE NUMBER poems.
 
So far no one has proved me wrong with one quality poem. Do you have any real poems? Or are they schizophrenic loose associations with tangential points like all I've read so far? LIT poets need something like PAINT BY THE NUMBER poems.

Most likely they don't see you as anyone who knows anything about good-quality poetry. So, who cares what you choose to think--which mainly will be crafted to give you attention.
 
Most likely they don't see you as anyone who knows anything about good-quality poetry. So, who cares what you choose to think--which mainly will be crafted to give you attention.

Tell us about your fake SR71 pilot service.
 
So far no one has proved me wrong with one quality poem. Do you have any real poems? Or are they schizophrenic loose associations with tangential points like all I've read so far? LIT poets need something like PAINT BY THE NUMBER poems.
thing is, no one feels the need to prove anything to you as things stand. the fact there's good work out there you choose not, or fail, to recognise means it's a wasted effort when i find pieces to show you.

of course i have 'real' poems, some better than others. some poor, but left there to remind me how i've progressed. whether or not you'll appreciate them is moot. i appreciate the considered critique/thoughts/suggestions of my fellow writers here at any level of development; we're all learning, and i consider all honest perspectives to be of value. just don't come here waving your 'i'm an expert and you're all shite' flag and think it's anything to us other than water off a duck's back till you show us you're capable of reading/writing poetry in a competent manner :)
 
thing is, no one feels the need to prove anything to you as things stand. the fact there's good work out there you choose not, or fail, to recognise means it's a wasted effort when i find pieces to show you.

of course i have 'real' poems, some better than others. some poor, but left there to remind me how i've progressed. whether or not you'll appreciate them is moot. i appreciate the considered critique/thoughts/suggestions of my fellow writers here at any level of development; we're all learning, and i consider all honest perspectives to be of value. just don't come here waving your 'i'm an expert and you're all shite' flag and think it's anything to us other than water off a duck's back till you show us you're capable of reading/writing poetry in a competent manner :)

I know good pussy and good cars and beautiful days, none I can create. So whats with your IT TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE blabber?

My opinion matters because many others read your wares and think HUH? WTF!
 
thing is, no one feels the need to prove anything to you as things stand. the fact there's good work out there you choose not, or fail, to recognise means it's a wasted effort when i find pieces to show you.

of course i have 'real' poems, some better than others. some poor, but left there to remind me how i've progressed. whether or not you'll appreciate them is moot. i appreciate the considered critique/thoughts/suggestions of my fellow writers here at any level of development; we're all learning, and i consider all honest perspectives to be of value. just don't come here waving your 'i'm an expert and you're all shite' flag and think it's anything to us other than water off a duck's back till you show us you're capable of reading/writing poetry in a competent manner :)

Excuses. Poems aren't cryptograms for readers to solve.
 
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I know good pussy and good cars and beautiful days, none I can create. So whats with your IT TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE blabber?

My opinion matters because many others read your wares and think HUH? WTF!
no blabber, just if you want us to respect your opinion give us reason to. it's quite simple. and some of the best advice i've been given before came from readers who weren't writers.

i'm sure they do.
and there are those who think WTF! in capitals, no less, who enjoy it. and if i respect a reader/writer, i'm more inclined to listen when they say 'can that line' or 'wtf are you doing there, girl? sort it out.'

reasons

do you imagine i'd be worried that you'd say 'this is crap'? back it up with why and i may even agree with your point of view.

my writing appears in quite a few threads here, such as 'a few of mine, diversity and regrets included (a catalogue of past efforts) as well as in my sig line link. easy enough to find if you can be arsed. if you can't, my world remains unperturbed.
 
no blabber, just if you want us to respect your opinion give us reason to. it's quite simple. and some of the best advice i've been given before came from readers who weren't writers.

i'm sure they do.
and there are those who think WTF! in capitals, no less, who enjoy it. and if i respect a reader/writer, i'm more inclined to listen when they say 'can that line' or 'wtf are you doing there, girl? sort it out.'


reasons

do you imagine i'd be worried that you'd say 'this is crap'? back it up with why and i may even agree with your point of view.

my writing appears in quite a few threads here, such as 'a few of mine, diversity and regrets included (a catalogue of past efforts) as well as in my sig line link. easy enough to find if you can be arsed. if you can't, my world remains unperturbed.

The salient point is, AM I RIGHT. It doesn't matter if you hate me or anything, it only matters if I'm right in my comments.
 
The salient point is, AM I RIGHT. It doesn't matter if you hate me or anything, it only matters if I'm right in my comments.
i don't hate you. i am attempting to find out if your opinion matters to me. that remains to be seen. find a poor one - it won't be difficult- and take it apart in a reasoned manner. i KNOW which of my pieces are in need of help.
 
i don't hate you. i am attempting to find out if your opinion matters to be. that remains to be seen. find a poor one - it won't be difficult- and take it apart in a reasoned manner. i KNOW which of my pieces are in need of help.

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Frost contemplates death here. Its a first rate poem. All agree with me.
 
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