(6/30/2007 9:40:00 AM)
Fire! Fire! Flaming in the dark night,
Like a dancing ghost on the blade of knife,
Tear the black curtain by shining light,
Lap the nectar from the mellow of life.
Sparkling charcoal is fiery beneath the air,
Seems to efface the remain left-in the dust,
Sparks soaring round and round, fair
As mothes flame floating with lonely gust.
He sacrifices the power owe to heart,
To the source of life, of wisdom and immortality,
To ignite the eternal glory for bright art,
For warmth and energy stolen out of pity.
I see the single soul sur darkness,
I fee' the virile vitality within the bodies.
My teacher suggested that it be polished. May you give me some advice?
(6/30/2007 8:22:00 AM)
new poem 'Awake' now on my page if you care to take a look PX
(6/29/2007 3:06:00 PM)
HELLO EVERYONE! ! !
I just wanted to know what you guys think of my poetry. That would really mean a lot to me if you went to visit my poetry page. Leave some comments if you'd like, or vote on it to tell me where I'm at. THANK YOU FELLOW POETS! ! !
P.S. Take care and God bless.
(6/27/2007 3:03:00 PM)
Interesting. Will be posting more from 'The Genealogy of Postmodernism: Contemporary American Poetry'
by Albert Gelpi ... because this is a poetry site - - correct?
Since consciousness does not exist 'prior to-aside from-language, ' Charles Bernstein tells us, consciousness is 'itself a syntacticalization-a syntaxophony.' Kathy Acker describes the osmosis of language and social reality through the membrane of consciousness so that the first person pronoun recedes into the passive voice:
I write with words which are given me.... I am given meaning and I give meaning back to the community.... I am always taking part in the constructing of the political, economic, and moral community in which my discourse is taking place. All aspects of language-denotation, sound, style, syntax, grammar, etc.-are politically, economically, and morally coded.
The 'self-consciousness' which fights back against the paralyzing structures of decadent capitalism requires 'the recognition of non-identity' rather than of identity as 'the first step in the appropriation of one's fate.' Because 'non-identity is the term common to all, ' 'the deconstructive activity of the text finds the destroyed centers of other lives. Idiosyncrasy is the central term of an assertion of faith in the power of writing to construct.' Bruce Andrews says that 'subject becomes simply 'the instance writing, ' is hollowed out by the operation of the linguistic system.' Maxine Chernoff puts the displacement or the artist's ego and the impersonality of the 'linguistic event' flatly:
I am not commenting about the nature of one character's reactions to experience. Rather, I am suggesting that a linguistic event has been observed by a witness.... Thus, 'character' in many of my prose pieces [and, we can adds the 'speaker' in many language-oriented poems, whether written in verse or prose] exists so that language can occur.... The linguistic event 'happens' in the sense that anything happens.
(6/25/2007 12:13:00 AM)
Hi everyone. I'm practically just starting out with this site. Been writing since my college days. I don't exactly know if I'm good at it so I pretty much need feedback from you guys. This is so I could improve more on my writing style. Thanks much and hope to hear from you all. :)
(6/24/2007 6:27:00 PM)
hello! i'm just starting on this site, and i don't know if i know exactly how to write poetry, but i do: ] i will help anyone in any way i can. please give me your opinion on how i can improve too, i just put some poems on this site, and i need feedback. i would be very grateful. peace.
(6/20/2007 8:42:00 PM)
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As one of the founding members of the language writing movement, Lyn Hejinian has always been concerned with the referential possibilities inherent in language. In 'The Rejection of Closure' she writes, 'Language itself is never in a state of rest. And the experience of using it, which includes the experience of understanding it, either as speech or as writing, is inevitably active. I mean both intellectually and emotionally active.'
Lyn Hejinian on `Happily' ... enclosed.
(6/15/2007 4:07:00 AM)
hi everyone, i would like to thank those who have spent their valuable time reading my poems. i hope those who have not will stop by my page and read some of my poems. your comments are very much appreciated! ! ! Thanks everyone and have a beautiful, wonderful and nice day! ! !
(6/12/2007 12:38:00 PM)
I love the idea of people helping others in their writing. What I don't understand is how can they help if they don't read them? It seems that some people have it in their minds certain poetry just dosen't matter. I try to read many diffrent poets no matter what the title is and or subject it's called not being bias. Please anyone that can critique me I welcome constructive critisism. I don't welcome people being mean and ignorant. Yes, I need much help I'm sure...
(6/6/2007 5:50:00 PM)
Any tip to make it better
I don’t understand why I am feeling like this
I don’t understand why my friends are happy and I am not
I don’t understand why can I be happy
I don’t understand why I feel like I be better at being dead
I don’t understand why no one care about me
I don’t understand why I cant be loved like anyone does
I don’t understand why I am thinking of suicide
I don’t understand why no one try to save me
I don’t understand why no one love me
I don’t understand why people use me
I don’t understand why I cry
I don’t understand why I cry for help and no one care to take a notice
I don’t understand why I try to kill myself
I don’t understand why I live
I don’t understand why anyone said Yea right and pretty girls don’t try to kill themselves
I don’t understand why I got to prove that I just need to feel loved
I don’t understand why they cared when I end up in Funeral
I don’t understand why they end up crying when I told them about my feelings
I don’t understand why they said I didn’t think she would kill herself
I don’t understand why they said I am so sorry that I didn’t try to take you serious
I don’t understand why I should care about them
I don’t understand why I try to tell them and they didn’t take me so serious
I don’t understand why I end up in the funeral Casket
But I don’t need to understand why because I took easy exit