It's a poem, not a diary

[rayheinrich]

Throw two poets and you'll hit a rock.

[billy]

i know that keith, i was just jabbering

My question was a general one, not referring to this site in particular, I actually believe this site is very tolerant with its rebel members.

I do however believe the poem is part of the author, once he or she has chosen a muse and put pen to paper then the poet is responsible for the words on the page and how they could effect a reader. Of course I'm not implying that this makes the poem real and of the poet, what I am saying is the Poet should be held accountable for the poem. So in the case of the very rare occurrences then I would totally support the removal of the poem and the banning of its author.

diarhetic poetry is not new, I've been writing it for years

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throw two rocks and you'll hit a poet

Throw two poets and you'll hit a rock.

[abu nuwas]

As for biographies --you know, those prose things -- some people have the effrontery to think those are a straight account of what happened! Would adam and eve it? I know a few simpletons, who read autobiographies and suppose them to reflect the writers' lives! Sad, ain't it? Probably just the intellectually degraded circles in which I move.....

[rayheinrich]

As for biographies --you know, those prose things -- some people have the effrontery to think those are a straight account of what happened! Would adam and eve it? I know a few simpletons, who read autobiographies and suppose them to reflect the writers' lives! Sad, ain't it? Probably just the intellectually degraded circles in which I move.....

And this internets thing! You'd think anybody who's ever used it awhile would have a clue.
Is "Uncle Danny" an uncle? A Danny? And what's this about candy and toy animals?

Everything I write is both a dairy and a prom. Why do people keep positing these false dichotomies?
Everything gets reflected, readers are beneath contempt, and writers are about forty-two levels below them.

Simple, too simple, the quest for complexity is a Promethean conceit.
Reach out your hand, open the door, it was never locked.

[rayheinrich]

As for biographies --you know, those prose things -- some people have the effrontery to think those are a straight account of what happened! Would adam and eve it? I know a few simpletons, who read autobiographies and suppose them to reflect the writers' lives! Sad, ain't it? Probably just the intellectually degraded circles in which I move.....

And this internets thing! You'd think anybody who's ever used it awhile would have a clue.
Is "Uncle Danny" an uncle? A Danny? And what's this about candy and toy animals?

Everything I write is both a dairy and a prom. Why do people keep positing these false dichotomies?
Everything gets reflected, readers are beneath contempt, and writers are about forty-two levels below them.

Simple, too simple, the quest for complexity is a Promethean conceit.
Reach out your hand, open the door, it was never locked.

Everything I write all just depends on what rhymes with what and what clause should end a sentence, etc. It's all forced, if it's not rhyme and meter and syntax it's just syntax. I wouldn't have a clue what to write if I wasn't just trying to figure out how to complete a verb clause. It's not complexity, it's simplicity at its simplest. What sounds like a swoosh?

It's not that I'm shallow - I don't even have a surface.

I'm not a projection, I'm a conjecture. My voice is an emissary, and on the other end there is just another voice and if you listen closely you will hear yourself or else read something else because well, there's something fishy about me. Maybe my feats stink.

My children write half of my poems. My cat ate the rest. The ones I publish are produced by the young man we keep in the basement and beets brutally with a stick until his murmurings sound avant garde, revolutionary and conceptual.

no syntax you on syntax not
has syntax you no cat no child
these cats eat floor eat words eat hair
eat cats these cats these feats where lies
this old this cat this soul this me
you mine you swoosh you algernon
you cats ate flowers lay they lie
they nibble feet bewilderments
no light behind no eye no front
no eye no mind immaculate
suffice all fine all fur all where
all fantasy contrivable
transfiguration lies word lies
where lies beneath the teeth the teat
conception eats where voice becomes
believes be flesh be why be where
these surface cats suffice all souls
surrender blessed virgin cats
all fine all fur all sacrifice

[newsclippings]

I'm an offender.

[cjchaffin]

i'm offensive as well. i just farted and now my room smells like Stella Artois and disappointment.

[newsclippings]

Stella *is* a disappointment.

[cjchaffin]

it was all i had left in the fridge!

[Leanne]

*bump*

[RiverNotch]

maybe i should write down when a poem of mine is a diary-entry or not, since i seem to alternate between them. the problem is when i do write a diary-poem, it usually involves a specific facet of myself that i've hyper-magnified to make the poem more, er, poetic, such as in that poem i wrote about a straight man (the events in there are mostly true, but i'm as straight as a Euclidean line -- i just really, really liked kissing), and when i write a poem from a different point of view, the symbols are wholly based on what i know, or the narrative works as a sort of metaphor for what i'm experiencing, such as in that divorce poem (i've never actually experienced marriage; i don't even personally know anyone on the brink of breaking it off). ---- and i have a feeling this sort of holds true for pretty much every other poet. i suppose everything we create is inevitably tied to ourselves, the practice is that we just shouldn't take it as seriously. gluck's murderess may not have been herself, but i don't think she could have written that piece without understanding all the dark words such as "Hell" and "slitting", or without accessing that certain dark side of her that wished for the annihilation of her children.

[Leanne]

Nope, don't tell us -- if it's a poetic exploration of diarisable moments, then let us just accept it as poetry.

[QDeathstar]

people have to be told this? -_-

[Leanne]

Apparently. Go figure.