Poetics and Poetry Discussion
(5/8/2005 7:22:00 PM)
Ian Curtis wasn't the best live performer and I prefer The Fall but Joy Division did some interesting work.
(5/8/2005 8:41:00 AM)
The Morrison poem I USED to like was (and I'm doing this from memory) :
The air outside burns my eyes.
I'll pull them out and
get rid of the burning.
(5/8/2005 7:50:00 AM)
Anthony and all - I've attempted a very quick demonstration of the way a poet might approach the content of the Morrison poem.. it's up as 'Man Raking Leaves'. Of course a poem set to music, however sparsely expressed, is still magic, so it's no comp - though I can envisage it as shooting script for the opening of one of those exquisite Japanese films with their fabulous plink-pause-twang soundtracks...
(5/8/2005 7:45:00 AM)
Jim Morrison wrote good solid rock lyrics and had a huge amount charisma that keeps on giving (judging by the continuing parade of worshipers to his grave at Pere Lachaise) . But his poetry is pretty ordinary. Not terrible. Just not very good. It really needs to be accompanied by Doors tunes.
(5/8/2005 5:53:00 AM)
And to add to Adam - I'd never written anything but sonnets until I met this site and its practitioners, for which I'm enormously grateful.
Allan James Saywell
(5/8/2005 5:05:00 AM)
everybody i am not soto, never have been never will be, i am far to busy
writing poetry, i am just myself
Allan James Saywell
(5/8/2005 3:07:00 AM)
message to geriatric, jerry stay out of my work, do not comment and i will stay out of yours if you could call it poetry, you thought you could push me around
but heh buddy i kick and i kick, keep your war to yourself the war is over
time to move on, time to write poetry, not about war
(5/7/2005 2:06:00 PM)
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It would be interesting to get views on this piece by Bukowski:
'question and answer'
he sat naked and drunk in a room of summer
night, running the blade of the knife
under his fingernails, smiling, thinking
of all the letters he had received
telling him that
the way he lived and wrote about
it had kept them going when
putting the blade on the table, he
flicked it with a finger
and it whirled
in a flashing circle
under the light.
who the hell is going to save
as the knife stopped spinning
the answer came:
you're going to have to
a: he lit a
b: he poured
c: gave the blade
-from The Last Night of the Earth Poems
(5/7/2005 9:46:00 AM)
Now I just want to say that I read the “Cows In Art Class” poem that Adam Reynolds recommended (too long to post here) . To me, it’s like much of Buk’s poems – stream-of-consciousness candy, easy to read but nothing very insightful, outrageous for the sake of being outrageous, sort of fun to read in the way that bathroom graffiti is sort of fun to read.
(5/7/2005 9:26:00 AM)
I publicly challenge Mark Fry to post any and all comments I have EVER posted on this or any other website.
Are you afraid?
Yes there is the possibility of a jail sentence, not just a fine.
Do not worry, we will finish you.
Best wishes until then