Final Arrangements for Your Poems?

[normal jean]

Eve, I am very sorry to hear about your health problems. I hope the negative biopsy signals the start of a rapid and thorough recovery from your illness.

To speak to your question, though, I think it depends on what one thinks about the quality of one's poems and about whether there is anyone who would value them after your own death. I also think these are very different questions.

Don't worry about destroying them, time will do that, or a comet will smash into earth and sling everything off or incinerate it so none of us have a thing to worry about unless our poetry has been sent on a gold disc , on a space craft to other worlds.

And Anna, you don't believe in any afterlife? Not even particles? energy can neither be created nor destroyed therefore you love on in a diff manner of speaking and you have always been one of the most energetic people I have ever sort of met.

God, what a sad morning to sign on.

Tzara killing of his work, Eve is sick, my pretend friend is mad at me and Ana doesn't believe in heaven and she is the one that convinced me that there IS one... ....

I think this just killed my last little interest in Lit. Yeah, I hear the applause section whooping it up. Here's some Tequila, have a party on me, no, literally, ON me..I am squeaky clean...


love what's left of you guys, your spirits anyway.

 

[normal jean]

I'd worry about vanity when I died, what people would think of me if I had a plan for my poems. So I wouldn't want to have a plan. If people collect my poems and present them then that's the best. I guess just having hard copies of your poems would aid in that situation. SmithPeter's work has lasted unto death. I learned about him from the folks here that went out of their way to preserve his poetic memory.

I wish Emily Dickinson's family had honored her wishes and left her crap in that trunk in her closet...what intrinsic value there is in her work, well, I just can't find any. It does however cure insomnia....

 

[Epmd607]

I wish Emily Dickinson's family had honored her wishes and left her crap in that trunk in her closet...what intrinsic value there is in her work, well, I just can't find any. It does however cure insomnia....

Emily Dickinson is forever an enigma. She sought publishing early in her life, didn't like that so much so she went back to her room. When you read her poems it's tough saying she didn't want them to be read. She organized them into little books up until she knew she was dying. People nearing the end of their life will often attempt to destroy their identity, old pictures, the things they've valued -- I couldn't give a reason why, but I've seen people do such things.

Emily Dickinson would've been a member of Lit or something like it if she'd been alive today. People who write poems want to share their poems, you can do so just about anonymously on the Internet. I can imagine Emily's sister discovered her trunk of poems and prodded her about them, which embarrassed her, so she then insisted that they were so trivial they should be burnt.

 

[Epmd607]

Since this is Eve's thread, let me get back to Eve for a moment. I have a good memory for poems. If you die before me I promise to preserve your poem "Bare Gossip", which might mean a dozen new people read it, maybe more. But I think I could remember it for a solid five years, and when someone's asking for a good poem I'll recite or text them yours.

 

[annaswirls]

Oh I do believe in an afterlife. And one after that. Not really heaven though.

Too restrictive.



I have been visited by too many "ghosts" to not believe.

My grandmom has been visiting me, it is kind of crazy. She keeps trying to come back to life, it is actually kind of freaky, she keeps trying new ways to be alive again, last one she had hooked herself up to this electronic charger--


Last time she came back, she was in her 20's. She was running so hard to try to catch up with this life. I had a conversation with her, trying to convince her to stop trying to come back as herself, that we would be okay, she left us with the life lessons and genetic material to make it.... that it was her turn to be reborn as someone else.....that she did not have to try to undo her death.

At any rate, I have not heard from her since, so I am thinking she is starting a new journey.

~J

Don't worry about destroying them, time will do that, or a comet will smash into earth and sling everything off or incinerate it so none of us have a thing to worry about unless our poetry has been sent on a gold disc , on a space craft to other worlds.

And Anna, you don't believe in any afterlife? Not even particles? energy can neither be created nor destroyed therefore you love on in a diff manner of speaking and you have always been one of the most energetic people I have ever sort of met.

God, what a sad morning to sign on.

Tzara killing of his work, Eve is sick, my pretend friend is mad at me and Ana doesn't believe in heaven and she is the one that convinced me that there IS one... ....

I think this just killed my last little interest in Lit. Yeah, I hear the applause section whooping it up. Here's some Tequila, have a party on me, no, literally, ON me..I am squeaky clean...


love what's left of you guys, your spirits anyway.

 

[normal jean]

Emily Dickinson is forever an enigma. She sought publishing early in her life, didn't like that so much so she went back to her room. When you read her poems it's tough saying she didn't want them to be read. She organized them into little books up until she knew she was dying. People nearing the end of their life will often attempt to destroy their identity, old pictures, the things they've valued -- I couldn't give a reason why, but I've seen people do such things.

Emily Dickinson would've been a member of Lit or something like it if she'd been alive today. People who write poems want to share their poems, you can do so just about anonymously on the Internet. I can imagine Emily's sister discovered her trunk of poems and prodded her about them, which embarrassed her, so she then insisted that they were so trivial they should be burnt.

Thank you for such an elegant defense in her honor, She would probably be very humbled. And ya know, I read somewhere it was her brother that found them, but I am 99.999999% wrong about everything anyway. Hel, did she even HAVE a brother? lol....MY husband treats me like I am so stupid I am not even allowed to leave the house, so I can empathize with her in an odd sort of way.

have a blessed day


julie

 

[normal jean]

Oh I do believe in an afterlife. And one after that. Not really heaven though.

Too restrictive.



I have been visited by too many "ghosts" to not believe.

My grandmom has been visiting me, it is kind of crazy. She keeps trying to come back to life, it is actually kind of freaky, she keeps trying new ways to be alive again, last one she had hooked herself up to this electronic charger--


Last time she came back, she was in her 20's. She was running so hard to try to catch up with this life. I had a conversation with her, trying to convince her to stop trying to come back as herself, that we would be okay, she left us with the life lessons and genetic material to make it.... that it was her turn to be reborn as someone else.....that she did not have to try to undo her death.

At any rate, I have not heard from her since, so I am thinking she is starting a new journey.

~J

Darling Anna,

I don't even think of Heaven as a "place" more as a state of being. I believe that we travel like light, throughout the universe and I can't wait to die and experience the journey. I hope it's as great, as fantabulous as my mind imagines...and, I hope, no, believe that as we are all particles, we poets will come together and wouldn't it be magnificent f we all just sort of stuck together as a huge brilliant star? One that causes anyone who gazes upon it to write the most wonderful poetry there ever was.

That's heaven to me. Freedom.

One more thing, when I am gone, as in body death, please no one start a morbid thread about me being dead. I know you guys can pretend I never existed, that's cool with me. And as for my poems, I'm thinking about pulling neo and jerking them all off this site. NO point in leaving them as some of them have been online almost 7 years and dont even have 500 reads, that proves I suck, why clog up bandwidth, right? I'll leave that for the pros that took over around here.




PS we need to have a chat about ghosts one of these days, if you can stand me that long. I am a believer, have seen, but mostly feel imprints of bad things. I can sense accidents about to come, and such...won't go into it here, but I totally believe you sweets.

 

[annaswirls]

No morbid thread? Hmm. Can we have a naked wake thread instead? Who am I kidding, you will outlive me.

Why pull the poems? They don't suck, you know that, and the number of reads has nothing to do with it.

And where are the pros? Goodness, I could not keep up even when I was here every day. I am beginning to think I must really like this confused feeling.

Darling Anna,

I don't even think of Heaven as a "place" more as a state of being. I believe that we travel like light, throughout the universe and I can't wait to die and experience the journey. I hope it's as great, as fantabulous as my mind imagines...and, I hope, no, believe that as we are all particles, we poets will come together and wouldn't it be magnificent f we all just sort of stuck together as a huge brilliant star? One that causes anyone who gazes upon it to write the most wonderful poetry there ever was.

That's heaven to me. Freedom.

One more thing, when I am gone, as in body death, please no one start a morbid thread about me being dead. I know you guys can pretend I never existed, that's cool with me. And as for my poems, I'm thinking about pulling neo and jerking them all off this site. NO point in leaving them as some of them have been online almost 7 years and dont even have 500 reads, that proves I suck, why clog up bandwidth, right? I'll leave that for the pros that took over around here.




PS we need to have a chat about ghosts one of these days, if you can stand me that long. I am a believer, have seen, but mostly feel imprints of bad things. I can sense accidents about to come, and such...won't go into it here, but I totally believe you sweets.

 

[normal jean]

No morbid thread? Hmm. Can we have a naked wake thread instead? Who am I kidding, you will outlive me.

Why pull the poems? They don't suck, you know that, and the number of reads has nothing to do with it.

And where are the pros? Goodness, I could not keep up even when I was here every day. I am beginning to think I must really like this confused feeling.

NO Sweet Friend, I Am leaving because of all the 2 faced sorry excuses for people that said they were my friend. I have at least 3 I sent my number to several times, yet the ones with the knives in their hands, ready, poised to stab when I was trusting and NOT watching are the ones people idolize. I am as as sick of this bull shit place as you all are of me. I know it. When I came here it was Utopia. Then the trash trickled in...andy, etc, etc etc etc, you know who I mean. and Precious suzy? I got hate mail from her that would make charles manson look like an angel. as for her speaking her mind, SJ and others do the same thing and people try to run them off the site., what was so special about her, did her tongue reach through the fiber optic lines huh? fuck her. Yeah, I am bitter because so many of you are like, well, I will accept her, but deny him or her even though they have the same qualities, except SJ never called me a piece of shit, or a dog shit eating cunt like suzy did. Sometimes people get what they deserve.


and I dont even care if you send me hate mail, like I havent had it before. just for speaking my mind, and kindly. It was the backstabbing gossiping ass-kissing trash that ruined this place. Those who choose to stay, it will come to you too. just be patient.

and then the pretentiousness about publishing.... Tzara for example, what a talent, yet, have you read his latest vintage ? That is snobbery at it greatest.... how can anyone be ashamed of work they wrote when they were learning, growing. thats like saying, " my verbal skills suck because I didn't pop out of the womb speaking queen's English. Snobbery.

I was hoping that you were one that would have called me on occasion, but nope.....I know you are busy and I hope that your sons are as magnificent and at least half as smart and talented as you are. You are such a lucky woman, a REAL woman as you wouldn't put up with the BS like so many other wimps did. I wasnt a wimp and got shunned but I dont care because 99% of the people here are phony, talentless and mean squat to me.

I always considered YOU, Tess, Ange, Eve, Cordy, PatC and Senna Jawa my heroes here and oh, , wasnt suzy nice to him/ She wanted him GONE just because she didnt like him....ditto from me to her, but when she accused me of slashing her baby sonnet, well, she was delusional, maybe it was the pain...who knows, I just know, sitting here as an observer, that she in this area of LIt, the other parts ore just wasnt who you guys thought she was and there are a butt load of fools on this site.

And the purpose of this thread, what about poms after we die? I dont want mine languishing with some of the sorriest poetry ever created, lodged between butt fucking, incest, semi bestiality and an ass load of 2 faced liars. I would rather they be burned and scattered to the wind.

JUst for the record, I DID NOT trash BettyBloop's poems, she probably did it herself for the attention, she was sad that way. Sevearl of us, and you know who you are, even wondered if she was really even pregnant....but I didn't harass her about that, I left the evil cunt alone. Some of y'all wouldn't recognize a serpent if it bit you on the ass and please, once again, in the bistro, DONT DRINK HER Kool_aid,...oops, you already did, this -place died 2 or 3 years ago.

adieu, may your folly overcast the sunny skies that spill truths that you don't really wish to see.

best to all of you, especially, Angeline, Wicked Eve, Tess, Anna, bluerains, Kolkore, PatC, Chris, Esperanza ( thank you for the note, it made my day, you really are talented, and if youre an alt, then, your new alt is even more talented than your old one, lol). And dont worry about the one bombs, sometimes they get deleted, especially if you are one of the admins pets or fave poets, they SAY it's an automatic algorithm vote cleansing program, but that sounds like shit to me. Your poetry is good., don't let the "scores" hold you back, it is just jealous hateful people who wish they could write half as well as you.


and all the rest of you who have wrongly accused me, sent me anon hatemail via FB contact, I hope you get a migraine that lasts for years, compliments of ME.

 

[Lauren Hynde]

Have you made final arrangements for your poems? You could die in the next three minutes and what happens to your word-babies?!

I've been miserable and on the verge of death for months now. I've actually been sick since this past summer. I was in pain the day I got married in December. This morning I finally heard from my doctor about my biopsy. No cancer. Okay, I'm not dying right now but it did made me think about my poetry. Of course my first thoughts were of my children, my dog, um, my husband. Then I thought about all my poems. Where are all of my poems? What do I do with them? Do I take them with me? No, it might be too hot there for a little poem. Do I organize them and give them to someone? Write a new will??

So I started digging them out of my hard drive and off my CDs, thumb drives, external hard drives, etc. -- hundreds of them from the past ten years. My poems are potential orphans. What will become of them?

What will happen to your poetry? I'm still thinking about taking mine with me.

I want to jot mine down on post-its and release one to the world each day, never in the same place.

 

[The_Fool]

I like to say that once I write something, it is no longer mine. I can scarcely remember the words I write. The readers that need them, want them can keep them. I am through with them.

 

[Angeline]

I want to jot mine down on post-its and release one to the world each day, never in the same place.

This sounds slightly seedy.

 

[bflagsst]

I like to say that once I write something, it is no longer mine. I can scarcely remember the words I write. The readers that need them, want them can keep them. I am through with them.

My poems are all mine, if someone misreads something I'll tell them what I mean. I write poems about people that are mine, I just write poems about the people. If I think someone needs to hear my poems I'll jam them in their ear. People have forgotten the elegance of our language.

 

[butters]

My poems are all mine, if someone misreads something I'll tell them what I mean. I write poems about people that are mine, I just write poems about the people. If I think someone needs to hear my poems I'll jam them in their ear. People have forgotten the elegance of our language.

give me some ear jam

 

[UnderYourSpell]

give me some ear jam

why does that make me think gooseberry?

 

[butters]

why does that make me think gooseberry?

cos i'z a tart?

 

[UnderYourSpell]

cos i'z a tart?

a tart tart if it's gooseberry jam

 

[butters]

a tart tart if it's gooseberry jam

yus. i'm a tart kind of tart. tart's good.
gooseberry tart with cream, or ice cream even.

sighs. can't recall the last time i ate gooseberry tart! gotta be more than 30 years ago!

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Since I am quite used to being on the cunt list, and rather thoroughly immune to this particular toxin, I'll be the one to make sure this gets quoted so there's a record of it. No need for anyone to respond; I'm just archiving. Carry on.

NO Sweet Friend, I Am leaving because of all the 2 faced sorry excuses for people that said they were my friend. I have at least 3 I sent my number to several times, yet the ones with the knives in their hands, ready, poised to stab when I was trusting and NOT watching are the ones people idolize. I am as as sick of this bull shit place as you all are of me. I know it. When I came here it was Utopia. Then the trash trickled in...andy, etc, etc etc etc, you know who I mean. and Precious suzy? I got hate mail from her that would make charles manson look like an angel. as for her speaking her mind, SJ and others do the same thing and people try to run them off the site., what was so special about her, did her tongue reach through the fiber optic lines huh? fuck her. Yeah, I am bitter because so many of you are like, well, I will accept her, but deny him or her even though they have the same qualities, except SJ never called me a piece of shit, or a dog shit eating cunt like suzy did. Sometimes people get what they deserve.


and I dont even care if you send me hate mail, like I havent had it before. just for speaking my mind, and kindly. It was the backstabbing gossiping ass-kissing trash that ruined this place. Those who choose to stay, it will come to you too. just be patient.

and then the pretentiousness about publishing.... Tzara for example, what a talent, yet, have you read his latest vintage ? That is snobbery at it greatest.... how can anyone be ashamed of work they wrote when they were learning, growing. thats like saying, " my verbal skills suck because I didn't pop out of the womb speaking queen's English. Snobbery.

I was hoping that you were one that would have called me on occasion, but nope.....I know you are busy and I hope that your sons are as magnificent and at least half as smart and talented as you are. You are such a lucky woman, a REAL woman as you wouldn't put up with the BS like so many other wimps did. I wasnt a wimp and got shunned but I dont care because 99% of the people here are phony, talentless and mean squat to me.

I always considered YOU, Tess, Ange, Eve, Cordy, PatC and Senna Jawa my heroes here and oh, , wasnt suzy nice to him/ She wanted him GONE just because she didnt like him....ditto from me to her, but when she accused me of slashing her baby sonnet, well, she was delusional, maybe it was the pain...who knows, I just know, sitting here as an observer, that she in this area of LIt, the other parts ore just wasnt who you guys thought she was and there are a butt load of fools on this site.

And the purpose of this thread, what about poms after we die? I dont want mine languishing with some of the sorriest poetry ever created, lodged between butt fucking, incest, semi bestiality and an ass load of 2 faced liars. I would rather they be burned and scattered to the wind.

JUst for the record, I DID NOT trash BettyBloop's poems, she probably did it herself for the attention, she was sad that way. Sevearl of us, and you know who you are, even wondered if she was really even pregnant....but I didn't harass her about that, I left the evil cunt alone. Some of y'all wouldn't recognize a serpent if it bit you on the ass and please, once again, in the bistro, DONT DRINK HER Kool_aid,...oops, you already did, this -place died 2 or 3 years ago.

adieu, may your folly overcast the sunny skies that spill truths that you don't really wish to see.

best to all of you, especially, Angeline, Wicked Eve, Tess, Anna, bluerains, Kolkore, PatC, Chris, Esperanza ( thank you for the note, it made my day, you really are talented, and if youre an alt, then, your new alt is even more talented than your old one, lol). And dont worry about the one bombs, sometimes they get deleted, especially if you are one of the admins pets or fave poets, they SAY it's an automatic algorithm vote cleansing program, but that sounds like shit to me. Your poetry is good., don't let the "scores" hold you back, it is just jealous hateful people who wish they could write half as well as you.


and all the rest of you who have wrongly accused me, sent me anon hatemail via FB contact, I hope you get a migraine that lasts for years, compliments of ME.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Yawnnnnnn

 

[Epmd607]

I enjoyed reading your poems, NormalJean. It's probably better that you don't lurk here or post under other names, it'll just make you obsess and revel in some real negative emotions.

 

[WickedEve]

I just now glanced through the thread and, honestly, I'm afraid to read it. lol
I'm still sick like a dog (a kind of good-looking but barks too much dog).
Anyway, thanks for the responses and I'll catch up later when I get back home.

 

[butters]

final arrangements for my poems - i don't have any. perhaps i should give it some thought. there are the few books/newspapers/zines and the cd - guess i'd leave them to my youngest, since he's the only one ever had any interest in poetry/writing. oh, i guess that'd include all the printsof stuff on my hard drive too, kept in folders. need to catch up on that too.

if i ever get an entire book's worth of my own material published, then maybe i'd leave a copy each for the boys and a few close writer and non-writer friends - maybe they'd read me from time to time and remember me, who knows?

 

[UnderYourSpell]

If nothing else I will go down in history of leaving poetry around somewheres on a porn site .... fame indeed!

 

[EroticOrogeny]

If nothing else I will go down in history of leaving poetry around somewheres on a porn site .... fame indeed!

But only if they know your lit username.