poetandknowit
replying on The Black Cottage by w~* ATHENA *~w
4 Dec 2002, 7:46 AM
Now I see the hat hare poet be me to the punch again. Geez. An early riser? Or is MST my crutch!
shh. caped crusaders like to be anonymous
Are you really from Nepal? Living there now?
This is above all my learning. When are finals over so your friend will come back. I lost her e-mail!
Funny and goofy at the same time.
Writing while drinking.
I think you have thirty poems here, not one. Tackling it all at once is a bit like a survey course in contemporary history. And that is what the poem feels like. If you take individual concerns from the poem and give them personal anecdotes you might achieve what you are looking for: to be revolutionary. I think all these issues are important to rip into, but if you want to affect change maybe you should not overwhelm the reader.
Excellent last stanza, although I am not a fan of the "yearning souls" bit. I realize it is important to the overall rhyme scheme, but the souls part good go. Call it "For a Good Time, Call".
I suggest in the future stealing from more obscure poets. These are too easy. Z do your thing! Must you continue these games. Do you write your own poetry?
You have a deft touch. Wonderful imagery.
cool as usual, mr.bub. this is why you pick up all the souls for sale.
you are wrong, mr. monson. Or perhaps i was simply ezceptionally lecherous in my single days. My lechery was better expressed, though.
Frost had a lot more detail--she just cut and pasted a third of the lines.
Plagiarist. Loser. This is a Robert Frost poem.
I wouldn't call this imbecilic at all (and not just because I share many of your opinions here), but I would call it an essay, not a poem. Free verse was revolutionary because it broke the bonds of rigid structure, but it still, generally speaking, relied on condensed language chosen as much for sound and imagery as for the message or experience it conveyed. I don't get that here. Perhaps the rhythm is too subtle for me and others to pick up here.
By the way, I'm genuinely honoured by being the recipient of these poems. I'm serious now, and not taking the piss.
This is very funny. Worth a nine. Regrettably, very few people know me outside of my own head.
Send me your postal address address and I will send you a photocopy of an article I wrote (published in the Daily Telegraph) about my ten week stint with the great man.
Thank you, you write well yourself.
Dear Rebecca,
I am deeply flattered by your kind remarks and your vote. I must confess that I have always known this poem as FAT LADY. But it seemed too crude when I uploaded it onto the site. Inspired by Hattie Jacques of our British Carry On films, I called it hattie instead. Miss Jacques was big. But I am sorry that it has coloured your perception of the name. I know a Hattie. But she is slender. As ever, Nicholas