| User | DavidHirt | | Topic | The Future of Poetry | | Message | So here’s a question. What are we doing here? What are we as poets doing for our art to keep it alive? To help it grow? You know what the modern poetry is? It’s Kitsch. It’s bad rhyme, hallmarky, self indulgent, written pop music. At least the bulk of it. I will say most of what I’ve seen here is better than that. What we’ve got here on Elite is mostly serious poets who want to improve.
Where are the ideas that rocked the world?
When poets broke the form barrier... that was news... they did it for a reason. Why do we do it today? We grew up with it not being formal so we think anything that isn’t a sonnet or villianelle is "serious" or "More Mature". And then there are the formalists who think that because they’ve written a Sonnet or a villanelle they should be praised for creating art... for following the form well. Is that poetry’s future?
Lets have some ideas people. Let’s talk about Poetry. |
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| User | DavidHirt | 2006-03-16 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | Boy... when they get rid of someone here, they really get rid of somebody... there isn’t a trace of phantom pen left around is there. |
| User | DavidHirt | 2006-02-24 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | It isn’t neccessarily mastering a style. It can be finally recognising you’ve added something to your poetry. Psychic weight perhaps... an understanding of personal symbol... a feel for what of a particular style is to much or too little for you to use. |
| User | DavidHirt | 2006-02-21 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | That’s true phantom. You can realize, though, when you’ve crossed a bridge. And that feels good. |
| User | ghostknight | 2006-02-20 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | actually, fuck it. here’s the poem:
Ozymandius
by: Percy Bysshe Shelley
I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert... Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal these words appear:
My name is Ozymandius, King of Kings,
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
thank you, phantom. i hope i don’t get sued. |
| User | ghostknight | 2006-02-20 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | having looked the name up, i am speechless. that’s all. anyone who reads this would be wise to do the same. |
| User | ghostknight | 2006-02-20 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | ...
completely? is that saying that one family member telling his offspring counts? no, i haven’t heard of the fellow (obviously... i’m so ignorant...) so, in essence, to do a good deed but never be remembered is equal to not doing the deed at all? i would hope that human beings were more impressionable than that... but i’ve been wrong too many times before to hold to that belief. god, that’s depressing. |
| User | ghostknight | 2006-02-20 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | my initial answer to that is ’actions’. and the more i think on it, them more both are the same... except one doesn’t have to commit actual actions to achive his point... but then... oh, i hope you know where i’m going with this. i’m completely baffled by now. =) |
| User | ghostknight | 2006-02-20 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | so we claim our identity not through our existance, but who we wish we could be? in a way, i can see such a point. art is unattainable, and to argue that would be to try and defeat its purpose.
so who lives longer, the historically renowned king or the groundbreaking artist? |
| User | ghostknight | 2006-02-20 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | so art is forever flawed by imperfection. does that give it its eternal presence, or does the search for the perfect form of expression...? |
| User | ghostknight | 2006-02-20 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | but at what point of understanding does an individual realize he is at that level of understanding? i love your points, but you seem so far ahead of me... i feel like an infant again. =) |
| User | ghostknight | 2006-02-20 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | i enjoy hearing that. art has to struggle sometimes to keep itself alive. if there was such a young person being acclaimed, i’d be looking into the legitimacy of the people issuing the praise... |
| User | ghostknight | 2006-02-20 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | so here’s a thought. how legitimate would that make a young person who’s never read historically acclaimed writings and yet is praised by many as progressive? haven’t met anyone like that, honestly, but it sounds possible. would your statement imply that by learning the history of art, this young person will only get better? |
| User | ghostknight | 2006-02-20 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | nicely said. i guess the redundancy today stems from the fact that the people who think they’re being original simply aren’t aware of the traditions they’re building upon. have to admit, i feel more and more like one of those people the more i get into writing lately. |
| User | ghostknight | 2006-02-20 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | which makes an intersting point, that a poem to one person is just another poem and to another person it’s groundbreakingly effective. so i now wonder, is the future of poetry a collective effort, or more like one giant made from many single efforts? i’d say the latter, but i’m also in way over my head here. =) |
| User | DavidHirt | 2006-02-20 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | That is a good look at the turtle Phantom. I’d agree with you. One thing I beleive about writing poetry is that every poet has their own personal myth/symbology. Some times the fact that those images are more than what they mean, though, doesn’t become noticeable until you read more than one work by the author. I’ve read poets who on a poem for poem basis just annoy me and sound pointless... but then, once I get a sense of their worl view... there poetry becomes more interesting, if not something I actually like. |
| User | Magnolia Steele | 2006-02-19 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | David said he was Catholic like you. That is why you see the similarities concerning WORD. Glad to see you back. It’s 2:04 am my time, I’m gong to bed in a minute. Just thought to say hi.
Maggie |
| User | DavidHirt | 2006-02-19 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | but it’s bed time. G’Night. |
| User | DavidHirt | 2006-02-19 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | I could be wrong. |
| User | DavidHirt | 2006-02-19 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | Those are western color interpretations. Green in China is Jade. It’s a royal color... that’s why it was in the throne room. |
| User | Magnolia Steele | 2006-02-19 | | | Subject | untitled | | Message | Your question sounds alot like religion today! lol.
Maggie |
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