Poetry?A Poem by William Arthur Two people talking, both pretentious, both naive, both holding a grain of truth. Poetry?
Grey days what do you do? Write poetry she said. Really, like with rhymes
and stuff? No just poetry. Where does it come from? Where what? Where… I don’t know, like the other side of
a reflection or something. How can you see the other
side of a reflection? You can’t it’s just a figure of
speech. Like a cuckoo’s nest? A cuckoo’s… Yeah I guess so. Like a
cuckoo’s nest. So poetry is like a
willing suspension of the norm? The norm? Poetry doesn’t recognise a norm!
She wrote these three
lines:
Ask not where the other
side of a reflection lies, Or what can reasonably
be quantified, Only where the lines
blur in the mind.
I still don’t know what
she meant. I doubt if she did
either. © 2015 William ArthurReviews
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2 Reviews Added on February 2, 2015 Last Updated on February 2, 2015 Tags: irony, subversion, conversation, false pretention Author
William ArthurSheffield, South Yorkshire, United KingdomAboutI am doing an MA in Creative Writing at The University of Sheffield (as f*****g self indulgent as that is) under the tutelage of Simon Armitage. I am mainly a poet but also write short prose. My favou.. more..Writing
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