04-09-2012, 10:00 PM
I had high hopes for you. I still have......I am of course talking of your poetry. This floribund style is appealing to many but it is like sniffing old pot pourri. I can tell it was once fresh but now there seems to be a scent of decay about it. I think I know why.
Writing good words is an indication of the thinking of good thoughts. You write good words. If I can bring in another analogy, the ingredients are good but the dish seems stale. It needs spicing up......and what is this spice? It is punctuation. The right amount in the right places of the right type. Rise up all ye who deny my right!
Here we go. We anti-doters should stick together! What is wrong with precision punctuation? In this piece things are made more irritating because of inconsistencies. You CAN do it right but then decide not to. PIM. (Sick of writing"perhaps it's me".
OK I am alright again. There is more to like than not and so here comes the sugar.
I really liked the incandescent pollen line.
I did not like the dodgy sentence structure.
Best,
Tectak
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rotf Oh I love this old argument
maybe it's because I speak in long sentences and I rarely punctuate first drafts.
But!
what of using line breaks to stop breath and have a cup very nice cup of tea.
Let’s face it!
Have you ever heard an orchestra play that blindly ignores the conductor? Isn’t the writer the conductor of the lines?
Guess I just don’t like to sound like everyone else and I hate little black ticks, hanging globules on the end of every line. It looks so messy. Poetry is not about punctuation or grammar or perfect spelling, it is art of the common man, a spoken orally history and entertainment.
It is the radio of the uneducated. It was stolen by the have it alls to supplement their rich boring lives as entertainment.
Poetry in some form has been used since fires were lit in caves. In short poetry has its own life and will explode at any given moment into a new world where old values and new rules clash. It can be anything that serves, the only thing poetry can’t be is boring.
Yes I can see it this way but yuk too easy
Best keep a low profile, be incandescent under the sun I feel
you pray the way we speak of them too far distant, all the way
to the end of time we own customs of obeisant. I feel you pray
--of finding lexis, there is texture in the air of collective, of sweet
cast in runes . Ever even between the stars we are joined at the hip
the wing, the hub the eye is always last to find consciousness.
There is a bug a million miles away tuning in to our divinity
expressing doubt that we might be worthy, of you, of them.
If we pray to everything, probe all sensibilities, ours, theirs, yours
will that be enough to keep joined essences in our rented lives .
it really sucks this way when spoken aloud
your turn
Writing good words is an indication of the thinking of good thoughts. You write good words. If I can bring in another analogy, the ingredients are good but the dish seems stale. It needs spicing up......and what is this spice? It is punctuation. The right amount in the right places of the right type. Rise up all ye who deny my right!
Here we go. We anti-doters should stick together! What is wrong with precision punctuation? In this piece things are made more irritating because of inconsistencies. You CAN do it right but then decide not to. PIM. (Sick of writing"perhaps it's me".
OK I am alright again. There is more to like than not and so here comes the sugar.
I really liked the incandescent pollen line.
I did not like the dodgy sentence structure.
Best,
Tectak
[/quote]
rotf Oh I love this old argument
maybe it's because I speak in long sentences and I rarely punctuate first drafts.
But!
what of using line breaks to stop breath and have a cup very nice cup of tea.
Let’s face it!
Have you ever heard an orchestra play that blindly ignores the conductor? Isn’t the writer the conductor of the lines?
Guess I just don’t like to sound like everyone else and I hate little black ticks, hanging globules on the end of every line. It looks so messy. Poetry is not about punctuation or grammar or perfect spelling, it is art of the common man, a spoken orally history and entertainment.
It is the radio of the uneducated. It was stolen by the have it alls to supplement their rich boring lives as entertainment.
Poetry in some form has been used since fires were lit in caves. In short poetry has its own life and will explode at any given moment into a new world where old values and new rules clash. It can be anything that serves, the only thing poetry can’t be is boring.
Yes I can see it this way but yuk too easy
Best keep a low profile, be incandescent under the sun I feel
you pray the way we speak of them too far distant, all the way
to the end of time we own customs of obeisant. I feel you pray
--of finding lexis, there is texture in the air of collective, of sweet
cast in runes . Ever even between the stars we are joined at the hip
the wing, the hub the eye is always last to find consciousness.
There is a bug a million miles away tuning in to our divinity
expressing doubt that we might be worthy, of you, of them.
If we pray to everything, probe all sensibilities, ours, theirs, yours
will that be enough to keep joined essences in our rented lives .
it really sucks this way when spoken aloud
your turn
Perfection changes with the light and light goes on for infinity ~~~Bronte