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20 Dec 2009, 6:12 am

These are well over a decade old... nearer to two than I care to think about. Don't share often, but would appreciate some feedback... trying something new.

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Tears blossoming in fragrant iris
Blue gold falling in late summer's hand
Touched and invited outward by richness
in earth and green and vibrant nature
Reaching out for God with a clenched fist
Lame leading blind leading deaf leading
Onward as twice-fallen raindrops know
their descent beyond the heavens
Spirits surround, compass, encompass, and
Embody that which none are willing to accept
In human fragility and imperfection which
man was envisioned and designed
Knuckles, bloodied flesh and bone broken
From tirade and anger lashed upon
Doors from old celtic oak and knot
upon which this new vision rests
Suffering, no martyrdom in that which
Has afflicted all with savage lashes
As though religion were leprosy and
nature-soul the dropping flesh
Maelstrom, madness, none too clear nor true
After all, what place have we without
Each other to assure and approve our
delusions, our imaginations of kinship
So anguish damned, and all the bindings
Of word and letter be cast aside in
Light, light of heart and birth-sight
without knowing the bitter darkness
Tempered by fists of doubt and fearing
Such fragile bonds find we among the others
Outstretched arms and darkened palms
find solace in those soothing touches


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Footfalls uncounted have fallen since first
I wanted to kiss those ashen lips at once
Delicate nature hidden in strengths real and
Imagined again in flesh mirrored within.
Departure. You were gone and needed to go
Needed, needed you to stay but never spoke
Words that needed to be said, to be heard
In ears that distrust now any favour.
Nothing is missing and never was, which
is worse, never knowing or believing to
Vacant and unwilling to look back on those
Days when all I ever wanted was that first kiss.


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Often have I thought to taste the rough surface
that lies round your frame, hung in colours pale
and sunken on the members wrought within.
Wistful hours in angry intoxication because the senses
were too dulled in their stupor, and there were simply
no more ruses left to be dispensed with in bedroom games.
Grown tired, where little lost dreams become lost
in fabled times where I didn't notice the flush of your
cheek as the cheap wine kissed the inside of your mouth.
And whispers were more like the shift and tumult of weeping
when at last the numbness traces gentle outlines upon my
face in faint lines of moist remembrance of a fiction.
Sometimes I've wondered why I show up any more.
I do little more than absorb your excess and subdue
the quieter passions that detract from youthful play.
The game has ended, and where was I but a distant third
as the fanfare dies away and the music becomes pale in
morning hues, light pastels smeared across the sky.
There is subtle peace in 'morrow's dawn.


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22 Dec 2009, 6:07 pm

I like them! They're of a subtle, fragile, almost ethereal beauty. And yet they manage to retain this wild, romantic intensity. The first could be a bit shorter though; I often find that short poems (< 20 to 25 lines) have more power. Also, you could consider structuring them into stanzas, and add some more commas and periods. I know that some poetry works fine without white lines and punctuation, but often it just makes for a more pleasant read.

The first would become (if you cut out a few lines) something like:

Tears blossoming in fragrant iris,
Blue gold falling in late summer's hand -
Touched and invited outward by richness
in earth and green and vibrant nature,

Reaching out for God with a clenched fist:
Lame leading blind leading deaf leading
Onward as twice-fallen raindrops know
their descent beyond the heavens.

Spirits surround, compass, encompass, and
Embody that which none are willing to accept:
Human fragility and imperfection, [in] which
man was envisioned and designed.

Knuckles, bloodied flesh and bone broken
From tirade and anger lashed upon
Doors of old celtic oak and knot,
upon which this new vision rests.

Suffering, no martyrdom in that which
Has afflicted all with savage lashes
As though religion were leprosy and
nature-soul the dropping flesh.

So anguish damned, and all the bindings
Of word and letter be cast aside in
Light, light of heart and birth-sight,
without knowing the bitter darkness,
tempered by fists of doubt and fearing
Such fragile bonds we find among the others'
Outstretched arms, and darkened palms
find solace in those soothing touches.


I hope you don't mind me "meddling" with your poetry. I'm not trying to tell you what you ought to do, just showing you an alternative. Lastly, I like it when poems have titles...



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23 Dec 2009, 5:45 am

Interesting perspectives. You address two issues that I have when writing... titles are not something that occur to me, and when I write it comes out as a flow of words - I don't know where to cut, and tend to leave it to the reader to find their own meter and division. While not really a fan of the epic poems, I generally write in the 15-40 line range... somewhat along the lines of e.e. cummings, who is one of my favourite writers to read (two poems were part of my wedding). If I might ask, what do you find intense in them? When do you find them subtle? Not easy questions, but curious if there are turns of phrase that worked or were rhythmically effective. This is a constant challenge for me, and something I encounter when writing music... especially when my goal is to evoke an emotional reaction that I don't fully understand or relate to. So I have to get feedback, and am trying to expand into using this approach more with my writing style.


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23 Dec 2009, 10:28 am

makuranososhi wrote:
Interesting perspectives. You address two issues that I have when writing... titles are not something that occur to me, and when I write it comes out as a flow of words - I don't know where to cut, and tend to leave it to the reader to find their own meter and division. While not really a fan of the epic poems, I generally write in the 15-40 line range... somewhat along the lines of e.e. cummings, who is one of my favourite writers to read (two poems were part of my wedding). If I might ask, what do you find intense in them? When do you find them subtle? Not easy questions, but curious if there are turns of phrase that worked or were rhythmically effective. This is a constant challenge for me, and something I encounter when writing music... especially when my goal is to evoke an emotional reaction that I don't fully understand or relate to. So I have to get feedback, and am trying to expand into using this approach more with my writing style.


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I know that it's hard to impose order on a free flow of emotion and inspiration, but in doing so it ceases to be just that, and becomes art - not necessarily great art, but art anyway. That's why I dislike so much modern "poetry" and "art", especially of the "academic" kind; it just seems as if many modern "artists" lack the discipline, or are simply to cynical, to turn their inspiration into something other than formless blobs of emotional diarrhea. So, try and keep trying. Don't fall for the fake-romantic, childish mantra of "Don't bother with form, just express yourself freely." Almost all truly great artists were also masters of form and design.

Why I find your poetry wild and intense? Your quick succession of haunting, poignant images, for starters. I especially liked:

Tears blossoming in fragrant iris,
Blue gold falling in late summer's hand -
Touched and invited outward by richness:
in earth and green and vibrant nature,

Reaching out for God with a clenched fist:
Lame leading blind leading deaf leading
Onward as twice-fallen raindrops know
their descent beyond the heavens


Here we have another image in almost every line, a sort of slide show, but completely coherently executed. I also like how you sort of close the cycle of images in these two stanzas: tears - raindrops.

Rhythmically, I like your use of meter, which seems to me semi-regular - always a wise choice for poems that should flow freely. The general tendency seems jambic [deSCENT beYOND the HEAvens], but there's enough variation to creat some interesting patterns, such as in your first line. Also enticing is your use of enjambment (breaking a line in mid-sentence), such as

Lame leading blind leading deaf leading
Onward as twice-fallen raindrops know

[...]

(In this example I also like the repetition of "leading".)



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23 Dec 2009, 1:22 pm

Which is, in part, why I'm posting now. In music, the mathematics, form and structure of the music provide me a canvas upon which I can create with fluidity. In that situation, there are no semantics - only impressions... so the imposition of over-arching support and design is familiar. With words, I often find myself having more difficulty... and it is also part of that musical experience, where because there is no semantic context, I have to rely on their interpretation of what I have written instead of knowing that if I plug in A, B, and C at this point that I will get the desired response. Some times, art is refinement; others, it is the undistilled nature of it that makes it effective.

Interesting on the rhythmic interpretation; when I read aloud, I tend to fall into more broken/erratic formations with a strong sense of syncopation. For example, ONward - as TWICE-FAL-LEN RAINdrops, know their deSCENT... beYOND the HEAvens. (Trying to convey timing and emphasis) A device I am aware that I use, generally for impetus and to pull the end of one line of text into the next, is to have phrases and sentences have a partial meaning when read alone, but the context or completion of the idea is just a fragment of the next line, attempting to form a mosaic of these images within the reader.

Thank you for the time, attention to detail, and precise feedback.


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23 Dec 2009, 2:15 pm

You're welcome! I really appreciate your poetry, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered so much with it.

Have you tried composing texts to already existing musical melodies? I often find that it automatically imposes the rhythmical order that I need, and which is often elusive when writing "in vacuo". Don't choose songs, since these already have lyrics that might interfere with your own inspiration. I often take concertos, sonatas, etc. for "vocal" instruments, like oboe or violin.

Good luck with your poetry. If you have some new work post it, I'd like it!



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25 Dec 2009, 3:26 pm

your poems are beautiful...tragic, and surreal yet all too real. I love the effect of one foot in this world and one foot in your world seeing from both sides.

I also had trouble reading it though without a place to pause...I got kinda exuasted reading one really long sentence...not because it was bad but my eye and mind had no place to rest in the freeway of words. Also I recomend making some lines longer than the other. The short lines add an extended punctuation to make to reader think for a second. For example if I wanted to say "Real is only the imagination's illusion of stability".
I could guide the reader into the most important point with punctation and line length by doing this:

Real...is only the imagination's
illusion
of stability.

That way, you as the reader are forced the realize that "illusion" is the key point. I put the dots there to give the reader a millisecond to think that I am talking about the nature of reality.
Do you see how you can guide your readers with punctuation and line length?

I would recomend reading your poetry outloud to see where you normally pause and where you put emphasis and exagerate that ephasis and pause so the reader truly is in tune with what you are saying and feeling.

As far as free verse poetry as emotional diareia (sp), I disagree with who said that because free verse, done right, gives freedom from rhyming to expand on cultivating detailed imagerery that would be lost if all the focus is on rhyming.

I would recomend learning about punctation how too's in the Harbrace Handbook. they come out with a new edition every 3-5 years as rules change...as they always do. I am not trying to be a grammar police, but I think it will help you know where to punctuate if you have trouble knowing where to put a pause or end a sentence.

you have great potential...get those punctuations and line lengths figured out and you would definatly have publishing material.

I am wanting to write a book of poetry by people on the spectrim to counter alot of these crazy stereotypes about us. I am autistic and I been writing poetry for a long time too. Would you be interested in being published in the book? If so, send me an email.

best wishes, and merry christmas,

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As far as free verse poetry as emotional diareia (sp), I disagree with who said that because free verse, done right, gives freedom from rhyming to expand on cultivating detailed imagerery that would be lost if all the focus is on rhyming.


Wait a minute here! I'm not saying that free verse is emotional diarrhea, just that emotions splattered on paper without any consideration as to form or structure or design is emotional diarrhea. Of course free verse can be very beautiful - I really love Walt Whitman, to name just one famous example. But I think it would be wrong to think that Whitman never thought really hard about the form in which his inmost feelings were to be given to the world, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered rewriting "Leaves of Grass" many, many times. You seem to be confusing "true" free verse with form- and structureless drivel.

An example.

This is "emotional diarrhea", even though it rhymes and is sort of metrical:

I love you, since you have great tits and ass,
Let's go to bed, and make it come to pass...

It's frank, but it isn't poetry really, it's a rhyming invitation to [you know]. And the only reason it rhymes, is because the poet could rhyme, just as a thoughtless choice.

This is the same, but in much more satisfying (though not necessarily more beautiful) free verse:

Your bosom and your bottom:
a rose
of fire;
let's lay ourselves down
upon the sheets of love,
and consummate our union
in your burning garden's flames.

Maybe this isn't such a great example (I think the second one is too prudish anyway), but I think you get my point.



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25 Dec 2009, 4:08 pm

Thank you... am a little flustered, not used to positive feedback on my writing style. This one is much newer, at least relatively - only about 5 years old, instead of the neighborhood of 15.

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This is not your “I Am” poem I know what you came to hear its plain to see just wait let me explain this is not your “I Am” poem give me one moment given to forgive me momentary lapse of reason as I am so often prone to do but again this is not your “I Am” poem / but mankind’s royal “I Am” poem decreed not we are the world we are the children but the story of those on their knees exchanging diseases for pleasure just to keep their bellies or their addictions sated / “We are” what we are and we are exceptional in our excesses beautiful in our extremes and here observe what we are in our moments short drawn eternal / And what we are is a contradiction / in a moment we are falling in love for all the reasons we tell ourselves we should / we are thinking of someplace we would rather be / we are killing each other for money for love for god as played as George Burns / we are polluting the world that bears our scars faster than we’ve learned her name and nature / we are more in tune with television programming than politics / we are watching the line between religion politics and entertainment once again disappear as Rome is reborn / this time, we are not the lions / we are capable of so much more / we are infant savants savage children destructive peddlers of knowledge not patience / we should be ashamed of ourselves / we are the proud owners of automobiles and asthma, gated homes and unbridled hostilities, diplomas and debts and dependents and dysfunctional families, gun control and uncontrolled anger, missing children and missing the point of being a child / we are holding each other and for a moment assured that the only hands touching us are those we choose / we are the end result of thousands of years of struggle, toil, battles and we are yet unwilling to sacrifice any longer / are we so afraid to die? / we are leaving our future in poverty and in the hands of those unwilling to see the price that we pay for all this finery is ourselves / we are immersed in noise and deaf to the music / we all must be really, really annoying to mimes / we are defining our generations no longer by the decade but by the hour / we read ebert but not e.e.cummings or eco or even horton hears a hoo! - and we are definitely the worse for it / we are fighting battles over economics and talking about human rights / we are way off in our priorities / we are all praying to gods of every religion and none answer tolerance / we are delusional articulate self-centered unaware petty insecure brilliant driven / aren’t we beautiful? / I am.


As I've gotten older, my stylization has changed and evolved. When I first started writing in my early teens, I found that the actual visual symmetry of the lines was something I strived for - certain poems worked so that every line was the same length (using a fixed-width font), or was X-number of characters longer that the previous line in a certain pattern. With the one above, I found myself experimenting more with punctuation. I don't know that I would find contemporary punctuation guides as helpful; my tendency is to veer more into the abstracted usage of cummings that the formalized usage of Faulkner (despite his wordiness and propensity for run-on sentences). However, I will try to modify into the sort of format youve suggested:

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This is not your “I Am” poem
I know what you came to hear (it's plain to see)
just wait, let me explain -
...this is not your “I Am” poem.
give me one moment
(given to forgive me momentary lapse of reason as I am so often prone to do)
but again - this is not your “I Am” poem
but mankind’s royal “I Am” poem, decreed!
not "we are the world, we are the children"
but the story of those on their knees exchanging diseases for pleasure...
just to keep their bellies or their addictions sated.

“We are” what we are -
and we are exceptional in our excesses, beautiful in our extremes,
and here observe what we are in our moments short, drawn eternal.
And what we are is a contradiction.
...in a moment we are falling in love for all the reasons we tell ourselves we should.
...we are thinking of someplace we would rather be.
- we are killing each other
for money
for love
for god as played as George Burns.
we are polluting the world that bears our scars faster than we’ve learned her name and nature.
...we are more in tune with television programming than politics
...we are watching the line between religion, politics, and entertainment once again disappear as Rome is reborn:
this time, we are not the lions.

we are capable of so much more
we are infant savants
savage children
destructive peddlers of knowledge not patience.
we should be ashamed of ourselves
we are the proud owners of automobiles and asthma,
gated homes and unbridled hostilities,
diplomas and debts and dependents and dysfunctional families,
gun control and uncontrolled anger,
missing children and missing the point of being a child.
we are holding each other...
and for a moment assured that the only hands touching us are those we choose.
we are the end result of thousands of years of struggle, toil, battles...
and we are yet unwilling to sacrifice any longer:

are we so afraid to die?

we are leaving our future in poverty
and in the hands of those unwilling to see the price that we pay for all this finery is ourselves.
we are immersed in noise and deaf to the music
- we all must be really, really annoying to mimes -
we are defining our generations no longer by the decade but by the hour;
we read ebert but not e.e.cummings or eco or even horton hears a hoo! - and we are definitely the worse for it.
we are fighting battles over economics and talking about human rights;
we are way off in our priorities.
we are all praying to gods of every religion and none answer tolerance
we are delusional
articulate
self-centered
unaware
petty
insecure
brilliant
driven

aren’t we beautiful?
I am.


Not sure what different that makes; breaking it up is harder for me to find the rhythm in, to be honest.


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27 Dec 2009, 4:18 am

Perhaps I've regressed as a writer? Regardless, my thanks to those who gave their feedback.


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22 Jan 2010, 6:31 pm

Thought I don't like doing this, I am still seeking feedback... so, bump.


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One last attempt, bumping the thread for feedback.


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29 Jan 2010, 9:15 pm

I often dislike speaking on people's works. I find myself not qualified to give feedback that goes beyond pointing out things that catch my eye and strike a chord within me. In a way it makes me feel that I am not giving proper... how do I want to say this... my education leaves things to be desired when it comes to things such as literature, poetry and the such, so my thoughts on it seem amateur compared to the words you present. I feel when people ask me to share my thoughts that I sound like a three year old having a discussion with a paleontologist... But if it counts for anything...

"give me one moment given to forgive me momentary lapse of reason as I am so often prone to do"

I liked that. I liked that a lot. My head wrapped around it and rolled with it and dug the melodic way it created a rhythmic understanding in my mind. This can be said and applied to many other parts of your whole...

"but mankind’s royal “I Am” poem decreed not we are the world we are the children but the story of those on their knees exchanging diseases for pleasure just to keep their bellies or their addictions sated" ... just being one other example.

I enjoy the way that it all seems sing song to me. I have a difficult time with poetry in general as I fail to maintain flow with it, but the whole of your work has good flow, me thinks. I do not know where to even begin to touch on the content as a whole as I simply find myself nodding in agreement and happen to share similar thoughts.

I am sorry that I do not have the ability in me to give feedback that is more fitting of the content you put out... critique has never been my strong suit. But I did like what you have written so I wanted to say something.
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29 Jan 2010, 9:26 pm

Yet that is exactly the sort of feedback I am looking for, whether good or bad. As a percussionist, rhythmic function is an important part of how I listen as well as how I write (my speaking is more mumble; when I sing, I am often too sharply rhythmic instead of flowing). Thank you, Dossa, for sharing. That there were phrases that grabbed you means a lot, because it means I was able to create a picture with words that communicated something to another person. That's always been my challenge, to get outside this box... so it is greatly encouraging. Does the change in format between the two version make any difference to you?


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29 Jan 2010, 9:51 pm

Yes, it does make a difference to me. I also found that breaking it up made it harder for me to find rhythm... it kind of killed the rhythm for me.... but unless I know a thing well, it always works that way for me. I find myself drawn to things that blend from one thought into the next and to divide it makes it harder for me to fully appreciate the way things do blend... it is like one complete thought becomes many separate ones for me.


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