inversions in poetry

[billy]

in a word no
in a few words i'm more or less ruled by the consensus of the mods and the members. and yes, i'm often drunk but lets not discuss me

So Billy, tell me, are you really in charge of this place? This is your forum? Is that really possible?

Half the time your rants make you sound like you're drunk.

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i think i can be quoted as saying i look for it (and if note the) [if] it's bad i say so. i look for it because all to often it's a signe of not so cleaver or good poetry. that said, i'm not the authority on anything, but i don't have to be, i just need a pov

fish and chips are bad. your analogy is as sloppy as most inversions.
bad fish and chips are bad :J:

you use words like offend, if i said it offends me i do openly apologise. in general i see inversion as bad or sloppy poetry. often poets who write like this improve and when they do i get a kick out of the forum. i have stated previously that my favourite poets are newb poets...they really do improve more than the caleb's of the world. well the one's who want to improve via a workshop do

I have, I have! And you are consistent in this with your views generally. When I draw the comparison with other devices, it is merely that I think that what goes for this goes also for rhyme, or anything, and your criticisms along with it. I find it bad that people have come to train their ear to look for it, and be offended, which I think is what Billy was saying. That seems like learning that haute cuisine is good, and fish and chips is bad -something is lost.

Much evidently hangs on the reader's hinterland. If brought up with much sing-song, or ballads or Romantic or Victorian verse --actually much later - it will not grate to hear these inversions. Other people, who have a different back-ground, will detest; I don't think that trying to please everyone would be much good, but perhaps I shall have a go at pleasing someone -me, for example.

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It looks like Frost's poem "Mowing" is saving my arse once more. The final line in the poem has an inversion in it:

My long scythe whispered and left the hay to make.

The inversion is not an inversion of subject/verb, but is an inversion of verb (an infinitive) and object, and is clearly contrary to normal syntax. Without the inversion, it would read:

My long scythe whispered and left to make the hay.

isn't frost saying,

i won't cut your balls off, i'll let you fuck?

or

i won't cut my own balls off, drop your draws?

the whole poem is full of sexual connotation
why would a gay guy want his arse saved?
anyway, back to frost.

i think you read the whole poem wrong. you read it as though he was actually cutting the hay down. the sonics of the poem are extremely clever
and have a back and forth quality....a bit like fucking

i think you were fucked up by a frost poem old chap.

that said i'm probably talking gibberish