I’m not a big poetry writer myself. I don’t read it too often either. I do love, “Howl,” by Allen Ginsberg and I’m currently reading, “Night Cadre” by Robert Hunter, the lyricist for the Grateful Dead. Most of the poetry I enjoy is in songs. I love when a poignant lyric stands out to me.
Word choice is everything in poetry. There are handfuls of ways to say the same thing, but some ways are much more powerful than others. This brings me to my question for “Two Way Hump Day.” It’s for poets and normal people alike:
What is more important in poetry, the rhythm of the words when spoken or the message of the words? Do they play an equal part? If one is missing does it become less powerful?
You can answer in the comments below, or write your own post and tag it “Two Way Hump Day,” or tweet @oshitbritt.
Since my post was pretty short today, I thought I’d leave you with some of my favorite lines of poetry.
“Moloch who entered my soul early! Moloch in whom I am a consciousness without a body! Moloch who frightened me out of my natural ecstasy! Moloch whom I abandon! Wake up in Moloch! Light streaming out of the sky!
Moloch! Moloch! Robot apartments! invisable suburbs! skeleton treasuries! blind capitals! demonic industries! spectral nations! invincible madhouses! granite cocks! monstrous bombs!
They broke their backs lifting Moloch to Heaven! Pavements, trees, radios, tons! lifting the city to Heaven which exists and is everywhere about us!”
Much madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
’T is the majority In this, as all, prevails.
Assent, and you are sane;
Demur,—you ’re straightway dangerous,
And handled with a chain.
– Emily Dickinson
‘The Moon is down’
The Moon is down,
The Pleiades. Midnight,
The hours flow on,
I lie, alone.
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