To all poetry enthusaists

May 22, 2006 01:31

Never have I been so worried about a class that should be so easy! In the fall, I'll be taking Form and Technique of Poetry as a requirement for my creative writing major. The problem is that I know nothing about poetry. When I say this, please do not assume that I know some, as if I've read Bukowski and Emily Dickinson but the rest is a blur; I ( Read more... )

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thewindisalady May 22 2006, 08:05:18 UTC
as far as poetry goes: modernism all the way.

form and technique? that sounds gross. i suspect that by the end of this course you'll know your petrachan sonnet from your shakespearean sonnet.

what do you want to know? i had to memorize a list of terms for AP literature. iambic pentameter? quatrain? aubade?

some poets i enjoy:
anne sexton
charles baudelaire
edna st. vincent millay
william carlos williams
walt whitman
dylan thomas
e.e. cummings
emily dickinson
t.s. eliot

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thewindisalady May 22 2006, 08:08:36 UTC
p.s. bukowski is overrated

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sexydecoy May 22 2006, 17:03:07 UTC
Oh, I don't doubt it, but he's the standard hipster keycard response; "have you heard of this guy?" Could it be that eccentrics are now more revered than aesthetics?

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flunkmaster May 22 2006, 10:54:48 UTC
I'm totally not a poetry enthusiast...but Sylvia Plath is the least annoying poet I know of.

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_jax_ May 22 2006, 18:01:32 UTC
i have not tried to write a poem since i was an annoying "goth" teenager who wrote crap like this..

i peel back my skin, to expose my wings
the process is slow, it burns and stings
the blood flows down my back, dripping to the floor
i never understood what i kept this mask on for
when there was so much me under all that skin
finally i found the courage to reach deep within
it comes so naturally, as i take flight
i glimmer and shine above the world tonight
as i reach for my hopes and dreams that i never had

i awake weary wondering where things went bad
i was smiling above the world, happiness adorned my face
but now i am cold, shaking alone locked in this terrified embrace
how could humans be so brutal to steal my wings, my freedom to fly
because now i am hollow again, and this time i feel i must die

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sexydecoy May 22 2006, 18:09:08 UTC
Exactly; and I anticipate a classroom full of this from sources whom of which are far from being teens. Yikes!

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havenstar May 23 2006, 04:40:59 UTC
I'm not a huge poetry intellectual, or anything, but I will say that I am obsessively in love with W.H. Auden, especially "As I Walked Out One Evening" which, if I ever get a tattoo, it's going to be a line from that poem. I also really love Rudyard Kipling andRobert Louis Stevenson. I don't actually know anything about, like.. analyzing them, and whatnot, all the smurt stuff that goes with poetry. That's just the stuff I actually enjoy reading. so. ta da?

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havenstar May 23 2006, 04:44:32 UTC
also, my html skillz are nonexistant tonight, and also, if you don't mind the whole old English thing, I really like Chaucer as well.

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