Often times in my poetry or other creative writing classes, my professors or my peers (those quite outspoken students) will stress on how to write in a good poetic way for the most emotional effect or impact (this is nearly omnipresent in the poetry classes). They'll talk about brevity, the implementation of particular verbs (or really any type of word), correcting passivity, et cetera, but it seems to me they often forget that they're presuming what poetry is and is not, as if epics are no longer poetry, or sticking to a form is somehow detrimental or constrictive. They presume the voice of the narrator for their poetry is somehow better than others. I am not saying they would have nothing to teach us, or that ours is somehow superior to theirs, but that to take that advice in the light of its academic environment as divine or intellectual authority would be insincere and naive; stylizing ourselves to them, becoming a voice of their tutorship and not the one in our head - not our own unique voice.
Don't get me wrong, we need influences but not blind acceptance.
Anywho, reason why I say that is, I really enjoy your style. It can be serious and playful at the same time. Those last four lines; what a perfect way to close out the poem. I got to it and chuckled a bit. Not really because of it being funny, per se, but as it being a sublime conclusion both in idea and in execution. And then I had that epiphany and pretty much used this review comment as a form of epiphanic catharsis. So, thank you for writing and sharing in more ways than one.
Wow handsomeKen , now THATS a review. I've never taken any kind of writing class but I have per used.. read moreWow handsomeKen , now THATS a review. I've never taken any kind of writing class but I have per used some of the courses offed here at the cafe' so I have a general sense of the point that you've so eloquently made. Yes , I gree that there is much that they can teach but (and a aisle agree with you) that's not to say that an amateur writer can't find ways to creatively and effectively write a decent poem. I value and appreciate your opinion my friend. Thanks for your support and for stopping by .
8 Years Ago
Many typos in my reply... Darn auto correct....
8 Years Ago
Haha, I'll let the typos slide (this time). And I didn't mean to deride amateur writers. I think one.. read moreHaha, I'll let the typos slide (this time). And I didn't mean to deride amateur writers. I think one of the things that people in an academic setting miss is the personality that can be brought about in a piece; and that can be influenced or determined through every single aspect of its entirety (form, punctuation, font, diction, et cetera). The academic environment breeds cynicism and criticism for the sake of criticism. I am just having the revelation (or remembrance) to enjoy something for what is.
But you're welcome. It's always a joy reading your work.
I read a study that said that people actually bond better with each other when they complain and/or gossip, and I thought it's such a shame! I really dislike people like this. Recently the other women who I work with congregated in my office to gossip about someone, and I kicked them out. I almost felt like I needed to take a shower, their words were so poisonous! They did not appreciate it when I told them they were mean and I didn't want any part of it! And I'm sure they gossip about me, just like they do about each other!!
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
Loved your review. You just proved my point. Thank you.
LOVE,LOVE,LOVE THIS!!!!!! Great read and truth be told! Clever and a must read for all!! I love how you challenge the reader at the end! The rhythm and flow are also great! And it's fun to read! Saving this one!!
Tabby
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
I had recently started a new job and went out on break for a smoke( ugh ,yes unfortunately I smoke) .. read moreI had recently started a new job and went out on break for a smoke( ugh ,yes unfortunately I smoke) and when I walk up to two female coworkers to ask for a light I picked up on some of their conversation. Of course , they were gossiping. Not one to play office politics I excused myself and as an afterthought wondered , if they knew me better,or even if they didn't, would they be gossiping of me as I walked away? And a poem was born. Thank you Tabby Mac, I knew you'd like this one.
I was on the site once before a while back but I hit one of those bumps in the road that knocks you harder then the average pot hole. So I'm back and have very fond memories of this writing community... more..