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  • Jefferson Carter (6/12/2014 2:15:00 PM) Post reply | Read 3 replies

    John, becoming comfortable with uncertainty is an intelligent modern person's goal, I'd say. Contemporary poetry should reflect on and confront this reality. Otherwise, the art will smell like a recently exhumed grave.

    AND, Paul, sometimes one can de-fathom the unfathomable-ness of modern poety (like Eliot's) by going to a foreign language dictionary. It's not THAT hard! ! !

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    • Paul Butters (6/13/2014 12:00:00 PM) Post reply

      True enough. Studying poetry is lots easier with the internet at our fingertips. When I first studied Eliot we had no computers even. Another excuse from me! Ha ha

    • Professor Plum (6/13/2014 10:41:00 AM) Post reply

      PS, you don't need a dictionary. Just copy and paste the passage into your browser and the translation will appear. FYI. Or better yet, read Eliot's foreign words as just figures on the page. Wind ... more

    • Professor Plum (6/13/2014 10:28:00 AM) Post reply

      I don't think we should accept uncertainty ]become comfortable?[, much less make it our goal. Fight the power. Accept nothing, and make sure your poetry is a harsh reprimand for the idiots causing all ... more

  • Gulsher John (6/12/2014 6:29:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Paul and Carter...

    lets juxtapose the adjective POETIC and cavil lil bit

    I often see at new poetry as 'Alice in the wonderland'. Before this, IT was looked a child's play or a flabbiest show, and i worshiped the " iambic pentameter and heroic couplet" (but my love never dies for Alliteration) And when i got it (slowly) it took me to the wonders of a deep blue ocean, where i explored new dimensions of amusement and ecstasy. And surely its spell bound simplicity catches hearts, then why it's so hazing to sight and it feels as black and white, as without stars a night, And a rainbow behind the clouds...?yet one can smell the true poetic fragrance that clams and relaxing the weary minds. They say" poetry is a reflection on life or at least a person's life" .
    but when i read ' this new' it seems a book of history, plainly composed, without any eeriness and mystery... Then i asked and was told: " you are living in the AGE of uncertainity, where letters killth and passion lies, And its very hard Mr. John, to catch any RHYTHM coated in Rhymes.

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    • Paul Butters (6/12/2014 8:15:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      MMM This reminds me of when we studied TS Eliot. I complained that many verses were written in a foreign language. My teacher replied that that was deliberate because life's like that: sometimes unfat ... more

  • Adam M. Snow (6/12/2014 2:28:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    Little Bird
    Written by Adam M. Snow

    Does the little bird not
    know sorrow?
    It drifts alone in the open air,
    untouched by either
    blue of the ocean
    or the sky above.
    Untouched by the bloodshed stains
    of the earth below.
    Does the little bird not
    know sorrow?
    Like the tears
    of unborn children,
    dead before birth with
    their question burning
    forever, " Why?"
    Does the little bird not
    know sorrow?
    Perched on a tree,
    watching man fall
    before its eyes.
    Is there no compassion
    from that little bird
    towards humanity?
    Does the little bird not
    feel sorrow?
    Like the tears
    of millions of hungry children,
    cold without a home.
    Their voice muted,
    by the wars of greed;
    their deaths in vain,
    blood on our hands.
    Does the little bird not
    know sorrow, like we do?
    Unable to fly
    so freely like the bird,
    lost in our own way
    of life;
    the endless greed,
    the pointless bloodshed,
    millions of lies.
    Does the little bird not
    know sorrow?
    Always flying so freely,
    freedom on its wings.
    Untouched by either
    blue of the ocean
    or the sky above.
    Untouched by the bloodshed stains
    of the earth below.
    Does it feel sorrow?
    That little bird,
    who greets the morning
    with a song,
    always cheerful.
    What does the little bird feel?
    Is it sorrow?

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    • Peter Stavropoulos (6/13/2014 4:09:00 AM) Post reply

      There seems to be echos of " Jonathan Livingston Seagull" in this poem. “It was morning, and the new sun sparkled gold across the ripples of a gentle sea.” Richard Bach, Jonathan Livingston ... more

    • Jefferson Carter (6/12/2014 11:20:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      Adam, awful as usual. Does the little bird not know how to write poetry? Will the little bird stop squawking and start reading good contemporary poets? Will the little bird ever take his desire to s ... more

  • Debra Robinson (6/11/2014 7:59:00 PM) Post reply | Read 4 replies

    Rest Well Among the Angels
    (A tribute Poem to Maya Angelou)

    Insight to her world
    And all that words can be
    Most gracious woman
    Phenomenally.

    The power of your presence
    Your eloquence and your rhyme
    Now you lay your head to rest
    And forever you will rise!

    The lyric, the love
    The lessons that were learned
    The colors of your rainbow
    The beauty in what we’ve heard.

    Those things a person must come to know
    So few yet understand
    Love was your compass
    Your comfort
    And the power behind your pen.

    Your legacy
    Your gift
    What you put out in this world
    Measured by
    Treasured by
    Your courage and your words.

    You’ve paved many roads
    A legend the world did see
    Rest well among the angels
    Forever…
    Phenomenally.

    © 2014 Debra Kay Robinson

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    • Alexander Rizzo (6/13/2014 12:06:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      damn. this makes palmers tribute look perfectly shakespearean

    • Saadat Tahir (6/12/2014 4:00:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      a nice tribute to a 'phenomenal woman" what else to call her i liked your lines, and could barely digest the unkind remarks by another reader. At least that reader could have run a spell che ... more


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  • Mike Acker (6/11/2014 7:03:00 PM) Post reply

    (no one seems to want to post as reply...)

    My Trusted Friend(Revised)

    In my darkest hours, when I need him most,
    he is always there, ready and waiting.
    He sits across from me with a steely,
    penetrating look and unblinking eye.
    Never mincing words, his approach is
    straightforward, unambiguous, unforgiving,

    and uncompromising. He listens
    patiently, but is never emotional.
    He always hears me out let's me say it all
    with no interruptions. He understands,
    but at the end his answer is always
    the same. His wisdom is piercing, firm,

    and final, brutally honest,
    no back and forth, no ups or downs,
    no ifs and or buts. His single word
    of advice may be the only thing
    to ever penetrate my thick, stubborn
    skull. He seems to always say: 'When you are ready,

    I am here for you. I would never fail you.
    I will help you reach that next level.
    Make sure it is a time of no regrets,
    no sentimentality, no tears,
    no looking back, as there is no going back.'
    Always that silent answer.

    Ironically, he needs me to help him,
    help me, and I feel safe with my trusted,
    but not yet tested friend; my loaded
    Smith and Wesson forty five.

    Mike Acker

  • Jefferson Carter (6/11/2014 6:19:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    Danny said, " Not often that I recommend a poet here, but Mark R Slaughter is worth visiting. Start with " Heaven" and then sample a few more."

    Well, I read " Heaven" and couldn't go on. Danny, are you kidding?It's a really bad poem, formless, cumbersome, and melodramatic. Yuk! ! And here I was beginning to trust your taste! !

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  • Mike Acker (6/11/2014 11:05:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    So, Paul how would classify my writing style?

    For The Taking

    Tunnel vision, I over-heard him say.
    His sight was weakening, but you wouldn't
    have guessed it with the contentment he showed,
    holding his brand new over-sized phone,
    and playing fast moving casino games
    with all the lights and flash of a casino floor.

    With his shiny toy, he was like a fifty-
    year-old kid on Christmas morning,
    but this was not to be like Christmas.
    For this morning I saw him struggling
    with a hastily made walking stick,
    left-over bamboo for house planters.

    His cell phone was no longer visible.
    He was seated on the couch facing the TV,
    with his eyes looking nowhere in particular.

    Mike Acker

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    • Paul Butters (6/11/2014 6:06:00 PM) Post reply

      Being asked to " classify" a poem reminds me of school and college. Reminds me too of dissecting poems into metaphors, similes, rhyme schemes, metres.... Done enough of that thanks. Your ... more

    • Alexander Rizzo (6/11/2014 2:37:00 PM) Post reply

      you must be in a masochistic mood

  • Jefferson Carter (6/11/2014 11:02:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    Yes, Paul, it certainly is prose. I'd even call it prosaic prose. Now here it is as prosaic verse:



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    • Paul Butters (6/11/2014 5:56:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      Actually, Jefferson, I could easily have found a quote that was much more convoluted, torturous and damn difficult to understand. That legal stuff is horrible. Sociology jargon much the same. However, ... more

    • Gulsher John (6/11/2014 1:11:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      hahaha A prosaic prose... wow but is it not our way of utterance(articulation) that brings twist(stress- unstressed pattern/ long short syllables) in such lines: poetic or prosaic " Prose& ... more

  • Paul Butters (6/11/2014 5:57:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    " Prose" keeps getting a mention in poetic discussion. THIS is prose -

    " For the procedures of publishing, duplicating, distributing and listing of the poems published on PoemHunter.Com in any other media, US copyright laws, international copyright agreements and other relevant legislation are applicable. Such procedures may require the permission of the individuals holding the legal publishing rights of the poems. The one concerned with such requests, is not PoemHunter.Com, but the persons holding the publishing rights of those poems. The fact that a poems is being published on PoemHunter.Com, does not mean that the poet (or his/her representative) agrees to have this poem be published on all sites on the Internet."
    (lol)

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    • Professor Plum (6/11/2014 1:48:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      Hello Paul. Professor Plum here. You ever notice all these terms start with " P" ??Particularly Poetic words. Prosaic is popular, as is poetry. Prosody is a prominent way to describe poetic ... more

  • Badboy Vibes (6/11/2014 3:05:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    I dont get this site...Site says in stats most days that people view your poems...Then you get days where no one views in stats but you recieve emails and reader comments saying how much someone has enjoyed your poems...basicly the stats mean jack.

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    • Professor Plum (6/11/2014 1:37:00 PM) Post reply

      You guys haven't seen anything yet. Does the name Stubin Brazil ring a bell?Jimmy Hawg?Any number of Greek dudes?

    • Paul Butters (6/11/2014 7:58:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      What gets me is how LOW the stats have gone over 48332recent years. Sad that. I too am confused how some of my " internal" stats are way above what shows on " the chart" .

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