(regarding abstract poetry)
abstraction
i presume or from what i gather is quite different from culture to culture
and in ours for sure it’s too head-scratching for most
-(but that’s poetry)-
it seems to require quite a bit for numbskulls to get into it.
even considering 20th century art, etc.
but also
it’s about a step away from trad poetry, too.
because poetry thinks so highly of itself
that everyone generally thinks of as difficult.
we have to work sooooo hard to understand it. right?
(i suppose this is our multiculturalism topic for today.)
or do you get that notion?
not you yourself but don't you think others think that way? generally?
and i will say that if so they are indeed misguided at best.
but there are a lot of different structural mechanisms.
poetry architecture
and a lot of different—
what’d you say earlier?
literary devices.
ruses one might call them.
so people go oohhhh i just don’t get it; it’s so hard to get.
what a lyrical fallacy!
writers do have plenty of traditional devices.
readers might enjoy them or roll their eyes or be oblivious or
realizing they are upon one, get triggered into oh, how difficult poetry is.
writers are no more complicated than anyone else.
likewise, readers can run the gamut but overcomplicate the simplicity of reading.
can make things complicated.
can prefer or wish they were reading a novel or short story because
poetry=difficult
novelists and novels can be quite complex, as well.
but.
the words, the writing, the poem itself is for a READER
who absolutely should not generally need to know—much less understand—
any poetic devices, anything whatsoever except how to read and listen
or read and/or listen to get stuff out of what’s clearly on the page.
to get big stuff out of it, even, like what’s not obviously there, or what might be—
oh no—
complicated.
but like surfing, a sport, something i have no interest in but a lot of people do, you just need do one thing besides simply read/listen.
which is ride it.
go wherever it takes you.
wherever that is.
and where it takes you is never wrong.
i mean you can get the wrong impressions, you can wind up someplace unintentional, which is sometimes fantastic, and sometimes not, but it’s not wrong. it doesn’t make
the journey incorrect or even difficult. i mean especially if you enjoy the ride.
take it wherever it takes you, and you E N J O Y that in some form or fashion, or have that dumb i hafta solve this mentality like you and i tend to have.
keep riding and soon you begin to learn the different kinds of waves,
and how to ride them each best as you can.
and they all take you someplace.
often someplace beautiful
forget sharks & stingrays and shit.
i mean you may encounter those, too. like in real life. or actual surfing.
which you may enjoy much more than poetry.
but after a while, if you want adventure, you can find and appreciate sharks and stuff. and you can learn to ride more and more bizarre or bigger or smaller
or more unpredictable waves.
you can get a desire for those. a fetish so to speak.
you know, this is precisely the kind of didacticism that is pretty unnecessary
when it comes to poetry.
in my humble opinion.
and yet.
look at me.
enjoying a bit of complexity,
and a nice metaphor i (humbly) happen upon.
and yet.
look at me.
enjoying a bit of complexity,
and a nice metaphor i (humbly) happen upon.
