Hmmm wow O.O Thank you for rambling XD I always find it interesting what people see in the imaginery of poems, or what that poem means to them. I have often found, no matter how strong my feelings were when writing a poem (they only get good when the feelings are strong, though often I don't have a clue about what nature they really are, hehe), the people that read them usually perceive them differently. Sometimes only slightly, sometimes very. I guess poems, of whatever kind, act like a trigger to feelings. A few years ago I didn't.. well I didn't really get annoyed when people didn't get what I was writing about, but I would have enjoyed it much more if they did. Nowadays, I think, I don't really care anymore... believing that what poems do to the individual is much more important than grasping the 'original' idea the writer had. That's why, in school, interpreting poems, I always *hated* teachers who only perceived ONE solution of interpretation as correct.
Haha, see, I'm rambling, too (<.Ahh and now dinner's ready lol
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Hehe, yeah XD... "I'm just gonna enjoy your art without showing you any form of appreciation..." says the parasite.
I had both kinds of teachers myself. I loved the ones who really supported me, and just scowled and growled at the others. Haha... I just remember hissing at my mathsteacher once... she was worse than any demon >_Now I really lost track of what I wanted to say... First my mom called me to her, then people started chatting to me haha
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Thank you for rambling XD I always find it interesting what people see in the imaginery of poems, or what that poem means to them.
I have often found, no matter how strong my feelings were when writing a poem (they only get good when the feelings are strong, though often I don't have a clue about what nature they really are, hehe), the people that read them usually perceive them differently. Sometimes only slightly, sometimes very.
I guess poems, of whatever kind, act like a trigger to feelings.
A few years ago I didn't.. well I didn't really get annoyed when people didn't get what I was writing about, but I would have enjoyed it much more if they did. Nowadays, I think, I don't really care anymore... believing that what poems do to the individual is much more important than grasping the 'original' idea the writer had.
That's why, in school, interpreting poems, I always *hated* teachers who only perceived ONE solution of interpretation as correct.
Haha, see, I'm rambling, too (<.Ahh and now dinner's ready lol ( ... )
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I had both kinds of teachers myself. I loved the ones who really supported me, and just scowled and growled at the others. Haha... I just remember hissing at my mathsteacher once... she was worse than any demon >_Now I really lost track of what I wanted to say... First my mom called me to her, then people started chatting to me haha ( ... )
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