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  • Jefferson Carter (6/24/2014 1:40:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies Stage

    My last message to Lamont was deleted, probably because I used the f-word (with asterisks) . I'll re-state. When Lamont burbles on about the strong iambic rhythm of " St. Francis, " I just want to scream! ! ! English is a strongly iambic language, so whether one is writing free or formal verse, there are bound to be iambic rhythms. The point is Kinnell's poem is not METERED! ! There is no recurring pattern of number or kinds of feet. LAMONT, ANY poem in English will employ iambic rhythms. Jezus, I get tired of hitting you over the head with the obvious.

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    • Alexander Rizzo (6/24/2014 4:44:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      hey post something by Sharon olds - that's like shelley

    • Lamont Palmer (6/24/2014 3:27:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      JC, some poems have a STRONGER iambic rhythm than others, despite the natural rhythms of speech. Now you're just sounding silly. 'Sow' does NOT read like Buk's usual fare, or Merrill's free verse, to ... more

  • Paul Butters (6/24/2014 7:49:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Suggestion: I think Poemhunter should provide us with a private list of our poems here with ongoing Total Views, like on some other sites. The current stats say very little to me. Our " League Tables" (Promotion section) are fun but not enough. Our stats are TOO detailed over a very brief time-period. And why do the league tables show much lower views in recent years overall?Why the view drought?

  • Paul Butters (6/24/2014 4:50:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Must admit, this forum has affected me -

    " For Myself"

    When writing poems there is no right or wrong.
    It may be plain or sound just like a song.
    Heroic couplets aren’t the only way.
    Yet people always have to have their say.

    It may be perfect, it may be not.
    Just lose a syllable
    Or go completely
    Free.

    Read unnamed samples of some classic works and you will see
    That often you can add the names yourself.
    They are distinctive.

    A Shakespeare,
    A Keats,
    A Milton
    Or a Yeats.

    What matters is whether a poem works,
    In some way,
    At least for yourself.

    PB

  • Jefferson Carter (6/23/2014 3:43:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

    Lamont, why before 1990?There's no shelf date for good contemporary free verse. If the poet is still alive and writes free verse, his/her poem should be a candidate for the challenge. You just don't like the plain style, no matter which decade it appears. But I'll accept the challenge and look through some of my favorite free verse poems written after 1990. I'll get back to you and the other Stiffs.

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  • Jefferson Carter (6/23/2014 2:14:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    Even Lamont (well, maybe) can see how Kinnell's vivid images, surprising and profound figures of speech, short and long lines, heighten his poem's language without
    needing to resort to meter or rhyme. Truly, if this poem doesn't affect you, visit Poe's mausoleum and inter yourself there. You're already dead.

  • Jefferson Carter (6/23/2014 10:40:00 AM) Post reply | Read 6 replies Stage

    OK, Lamont, Professor Plum, and all you lovers of formal poetry exhumed from the grave, here's a free verse poem as good as any closed form poem by Shelley or even Keats. If you don't agree, you have ears of tin and a mind of dust:


    SAINT FRANCIS AND THE SOW
    by Galway Kinnell

    The bud
    stands for all things,
    even for those things that don’t flower,
    for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing;
    though sometimes it is necessary
    to reteach a thing its loveliness,
    to put a hand on its brow
    of the flower
    and retell it in words and in touch
    it is lovely
    until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing;
    as Saint Francis
    put his hand on the creased forehead
    of the sow, and told her in words and in touch
    blessings of earth on the sow, and the sow
    began remembering all down her thick length,
    from the earthen snout all the way
    through the fodder and slops to the spiritual curl of the tail,
    from the hard spininess spiked out from the spine
    down through the great broken heart
    to the sheer blue milken dreaminess spurting and shuddering
    from the fourteen teats into the fourteen mouths sucking and blowing beneath them:
    the long, perfect loveliness of sow.

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    • delilah contrapunctal (6/24/2014 6:26:00 AM) Post reply Stage

      aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.......shines lovely, lovely.........

    • Frank Ovid (6/23/2014 9:29:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      @Peter, I see it the opposite. Shelley doesn't present his material any better than Kinnell does. Kinnell's might be better. The question remains, do you get BONUS points because you pulled it off in ... more

    • Lamont Palmer (6/23/2014 3:39:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      Not to mention it has a decidedly strong iambic flavor. That's the way free verse used to look. So you're merely proving my point - its difficult to find decent free verse poetry after 1990, and certa ... more

    • Lamont Palmer (6/23/2014 2:58:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      Nice poem, but you didn't live up to the ... more

    • Paul Butters (6/23/2014 12:05:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

      You are preaching to the converted here. ... more

    • Professor Plum (6/23/2014 11:10:00 AM) Post reply Stage

      Damn, if you didn't get pretty close.

  • Paul Butters (6/23/2014 4:04:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies Stage

    One to enjoy. Not looking for a critique. Consider it a commercial break -

    “Excitement 2”

    My head feels dull.
    Not even “comfortably numb”.
    No mood for rhyme
    Yet must cast my soul
    Back through time.

    No.
    No more rhyme.
    Just cast my mind back.
    Seek that spark.
    Call out my Muse.
    Be inspired.
    Excited.
    Yes.

    Excitement shines
    Like a billion suns.
    The merest touch
    Explodes
    My every nerve.

    Magical mysteries
    Unveil themselves.
    Brilliant, fluttering butterflies
    Flash and flicker
    Those rainbow colours and more.

    Deep inspiration.
    Adrenaline rush.
    Electrical discharge.
    Cascading sweat.

    Thunder-drummed tornadoes.
    Lightning storms.
    Rose tinged dawns,
    And silver-ghosted Moons.

    Inspirational volcanoes
    Of Muse-blown delight.
    That’s how it was,
    To be in Love.

    Paul Butters

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    • Alexander Rizzo (6/23/2014 9:16:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

      seriously kind sir, if you're not looking for a critque, you really shouldnt post the poem. whats the point?merely for our reading 'pleasure'?just sayin


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  • Linda Ori (6/22/2014 2:56:00 PM) Post reply | Read 3 replies Stage

    What's with the running adds right in the middle of the poems on our pages?So annoying! At least they could run them along the side of the page, but definitely not right in the middle of the poem format - YEESH!

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    • Frank Ovid (6/22/2014 9:11:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      Worse than that is the " artwork" and the music that they play along with it. Uck!

    • Jefferson Carter (6/22/2014 4:08:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      Well, Linda, in some cases it's an improvement, even making the poems seem a little avant-gardish....


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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (6/22/2014 2:33:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies Stage

    I got an opportunity to read the Ozymandias" the great poem written by P]B]Shelly the great English poet. It is a great poem that I experienced in its contents and coverage of subject the human predicament. Whatever the power and positions one gains it is limited and he is also to be gone forever from the world as the character of ozymandias in the poem and I amused it very much.

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    • Professor Plum (6/22/2014 4:02:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

      'Ozymandias' is a great poem. Much better than any contemporary poem. What makes it so good is all the rhythm and rhymes it has. So much rhythm. So many rhymes. Boggles the mind, really. I'm sitting d ... more

    • Paul Butters (6/22/2014 4:32:00 AM) Post reply Stage

      " Ode to the West Wind" is another poem by Shelley that is well worth reading. Enjoy.

  • Bull Hawking (6/21/2014 6:05:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

    A quote by William Hazlitt posted as a reply:

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    • Bull Hawking (6/21/2014 6:15:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

      From a splendid essay, " On Reading Old Books" : I do not think altogether worse of a book for having survived the author a generation or two. I have more confidence in the dead than th ... more

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