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This is *not* a poem; this is (hopefully) the start of a discussion.
What is poetry? And is it even worthwhile?
Some quotations from two novels by one of my favorite authors to start the
discussion:
From _The Curse of Chalion_ by Lois McMaster Bujold:
"'Oh, it is a great infection of poetry, a contagion of hymns. The gods delight
in poets, you know. Songs and poetry, being of the same stuff as souls, can
cross into their world almost unimpeded. Stone carvers, now ... even the gods
are in awe of stone carvers.' He squinted in the sun and grinned back at Palli.
'Nevertheless,' murmured Palli dryly, 'one feels that your quatrain
yesterday morning to Lady Betriz's nose was a tactical mistake.'
'I was _not_ making fun of her!' Cazaril protested indignantly
....
Palli snorted, and bent forward to pick up the paper from the top of
the pile, the only one so far with writing on it. He glanced down it, and his
brows rose. 'What's this? This isn't about ladies' noses.' His face sobered;
his gaze ttraveled back to the top of the page, and down omce more. 'In fact,
I'm not just sure what it's about. Although it makes the hairs stand up on the
backs of my arms...'
'Oh, that. It's nothing, I fear. I was trying--but it
wasn't'--Cazaril's hands waved helplessly, and came back to touch his brow--'it
wasn't what I saw.' He added in explanation, 'I thought in poery the words
might bear more freight, exist on both sides of the wall between the worlds, as
people do. So far I'm just creating waste paper, fit only for lighting a fire.'
....
Palli shook his head in wonder. 'And so now you leak poetry. Huh.'
....
'Poetry--poetry might do it,' said Cazaril. 'I need wods that mean more than
they mean, words not just with height and width, but depth and weight and other
dimensions that I cannot even name.'"
From _A Civil Campaign_, by the same author:
"So, how to approach her? _No more poetry, methinks. I was not born under a
rhyming planet._ Judging from yesterday's efforts, which he had prudently
removed from the wastebasket and burned this morning along with all the other
awkward drafts, any verse flowing from his pen was likely to be ghastly. Worse:
if by some chance he managed something good, she'd likely want more, and then
where would he be? He pictured Ekaerin, in some future incarnation, crying
angrily _You're not the poet I married!_ No more false pretences. Scam just
wouldn't do for the long haul."
Again, the questions for discussion (i.e., set drift=on) are:
What is poetry? And is it even worthwhile?
4 responses total.
poetry is not song nor tale, is it imagery and sense wound up like a lemonshot...
This might be just my opinion or my style, but here goes... Poetry is an expression that works to relate an idea or experience beyond just the functional aspects of language. For example, I can tell you that "I'm hungry," and it's a straight- forward statement, telling you directly and without embellishment my present state. Embellishing upon this "one dimensional" statement through poetry may give the reader a better or more detailed understanding of the state, severity or cause of my hunger. (It's fair to note that this embellishment technique can sometimes go very well or very poorly; like all art, sometimes too much fluff can ruin the lines of a piece.) Inversely, poetry can use a singular, stark statement that appeals to one sensation in order to drive home the idea being communicated in the poem. A simple statement such as "I'm hungry" can be powerful in the right context -- it can be used to evoke the reader's idea of hunger and make the poem more personal to the reader, or it can be used as a pivotal point inside the larger idea being expressed in the poem. Expression, versus communication - poetry is capable of communicating in linear, daily-life terms an idea, but reaches a step beyond that to express and evoke response. Much art is like that, and many people would probably say that that's the function of art, to evoke.
I kinda like wikipedia's definition of poetry: Poetry (from the Greek poiesis, a "making" or "creating") is a form of art in which language is used for its aesthetic and evocative qualities in addition to, or in lieu of, its ostensible meaning.
Well put, all. Since February I have had spent some more time thinking about this, including writing an essay to submit to the Calvin literary journal that in its original form touched on the topic. (That part was subsequently cut, to make the essay -- ostensibly about literary filters and the role of convention -- much more to the point.) In that part of the essay I quoted a website about reading Latin aloud <http://tutor.bestlatin.net/about/meter_reading.htm> which says in passing something I very much like: "Poetry, however, is special, because _all poetry is meant to be read out loud._ When poets create poetry, they apply all their inspiration and imagination to the words of the poem. The work on those words, choosing the best word order, playing with the style, all in order to produce _pleasure_ -- pleasure for the person who reads the poem out loud, and pleasure for the people who listen to that reading." Continue discussing ...
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