richa
on The Ballade of Hollis Browne by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
26 Jan 2004, 2:31 PM
All the mathematics and crude jokes in the world will never make you bob dylan.
I suggest you take your place in the commoners roome!!!
That's like saying I cook, but I don't feel obligated to make the food edible, or nutritous. And with that I'm off to the kitchen. Time to make an after-school snack, and start on dinner.
And some people - including Byron, I think - draw persecution. It's not a virtue.
A drop of water could be in a number of states of motion; one could be dropping every few seconds, one could be hugging the tip.
The wax on a candle is more the latter.
Would I compare a drop on a candle to a drop on a leaf? (mutatis mutandis)
only if I wanted the wax to be silver!?
Good to see you back. Where have you been?
You do not feel obligated to make your poetry understood? that's preposterous. Words are for making things understood. Even "The jabberwocky is understandable, or anything ee cummings. Anyone who dabbles in the arts is obligated to make something,(thought/emotion/experience)wh ether collective or individual, understood. Art is a studied action. It has a purpose. Human expression, to be experienced by other humans. Much is left to interpretation, but there is always an underlying scheme. Otherwise it's drivel.
That's fine. But I don't understand why you get off on being ranked, without caring whether or not you're understood. Perhaps you fancy yourself persecuted or some such? You stand alone, Byronic in your singular vision, against us hordes of savages? History will vindicate, and so on? That's fine, too. If you wanted advice, I was happy to offer some. It's clear that's not why you post, though. Rather, that you intend for us all to be edified and entertained by your singular (and already perfected) vision. I should also make clear that there's no clause, word, etc., in this poem that confuses me or invites alternate interpretations. That's part of the problem.
-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
replying on Once the moon turned me into a hairy vagina by horus8
26 Jan 2004, 2:15 PM
Pimple poemes tend to rhyme, and to make some rudimentary kind of sense. I think... I think it is you who is the one who does not know what pimple poemes are. -10-
This totally works for me, just as it is. But they booted me out of Eratosphere.
Better to have the reader find his or her own meaning as opposed to having the author convey a particular meaning?
No. It IS better.
I completely disagree with your logic.
First I do not feel obligated to make my poetry understood. Believe it or not I could care less about that.
Secondly a majority opinion does not necessarily imply truth.
If it did I would resign myself to the fact that Jesus is in fact the Son of God.
While I do personally get off on being ranked, I get even bigger jollies from the variety of interpretations.
Somewhere in the distance, squatters in a river, are washing napkins for the lord of the manor, beating the socks on the rocks to afford retainers. while their children splash ecoli and dream of saucing an eggroll.
Do you know what a pimple poem is asshat?
Where you said "It is better", did you mean "It isn't better"?
By which I mean, I'm always surprised at you, -=Dark Angel=-.
you will burn in hell for blaspheming the born-again bob, you infidel goat.
Saboteur!
Belay that order. The stagnant pools of seamen must remain.
I see. Well then, you should make this poem cry-out with wit. Go back and do the whole thing over again. Try reading anything -=Dark_Angel=- for inspiration. Please get rid of the stagnant pools of seaman, please?