09-12-2016, 02:55 AM
Just asking: If you are unwilling to answer any of my questions below (as annoying as this practice might seem at the moment), do you know anyone who is willing?
(09-11-2016, 10:24 AM)rayheinrich Wrote: I find it esthetically pleasing to speak it out loud -- it's rhythm, it's sounds.I guess that's why I listen to music instead; I cannot hear anything aesthetic in a human's speaking voice. Do you know any videos with the best/most lauded poetry recitals (with the best audial aesthetic)?
(09-11-2016, 10:24 AM)rayheinrich Wrote: Visuals are easier and sometimes unique.How do you find envisioning something better with poetry than a more straightforward language? Also, why can't unique visuals be applied in prose?
(09-11-2016, 10:24 AM)rayheinrich Wrote: Prose doesn't leave as much thinking up to the reader.How so?
(09-11-2016, 10:24 AM)rayheinrich Wrote: With poetry a writer can posit complex topics with just a few words and ask questions that in prose are quite difficult to ask.Can you give an example?
(09-11-2016, 10:24 AM)rayheinrich Wrote:And is there an official thread for that or am I supposed to create an official thread of my own so that others can't make duplicate threads?(09-11-2016, 04:33 AM)AndreyGaganov Wrote: I can't find a place on this website where people can discuss poetry penned by respectable/famous/whatever/people-that-aren't-us figures. Is there a thread for that?The "Poetry Discussion" forum?
(09-11-2016, 10:24 AM)rayheinrich Wrote:Alright, I'll look into it. Thank you.(09-11-2016, 04:33 AM)AndreyGaganov Wrote: I'm asking because I've come across this piece by Randall Jarrell:This poem is commonly used in classroom exercises, just Google it and you'll find every explication your heart desires.
From my mother’s sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
The book I'm reading suggests there's irony in the poem. I don't see any irony whatsoever. You are young, you are sent to war, you die. The end. Where's the irony ?