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I suppose we haven't had a good ol' pretentious art / aesthetics debate in a while so here goes.
In my opinion,
Poetry is the lowest form of serious literature.
I would like to present to you all a case example of the sheer amount of bull**** and insincerity one can put into poetry and have it still deemed as "good." Now, before I begin, I'd like to state that this debate is about poetry, but that doesn't mean we can't bring other art forms. But it's about poetry specifically.
Let's go:
Around May of last year, the yearbook class at my school began collecting pieces of literature to feature in the yearbook's end pages. My writer's craft teacher decided to push me to submit something.
We were working on the poetry unit at the time, so unfortunately I was tasked with writing an epic poem.
In my head, I refused to do it sincerely. I opened up Word and made a brief skeleton of a poem with blanks to fill in words, much like mad libs. I then popped open MSN and began to ask my girlfriend for epic-y sounding nouns, verbs, and adverbs, etc. I filled them in. The following poem took literally 5 minutes to write, and I got 10/10 on it. Perfect mark.
Enlightenment, rampant, vicious sabres blowing with the wind of God
Picturesque, captured by the light of power
Iridescent amongst the looming shadows
Charming me
Salvation is sensation.
Artisans in the sands
Rarely dreading the notion
Entertaining the thought of night
Deceiving all those who waste souls
Ultimatums forcing those who perish to
Master life, and reject death.
Brazen, ready to ravage the tree of eternity
Lofty with air
Ominous with their grace.
Lacerations carve our minds' eye.
What did you think? Was it good?
Was it bad? If so, is it bad because you already know it was 100% bull****?
The clever people reading this noticed the hidden acrostic in the poem.
I was heartbroken to find out that my teacher had handpicked my poem as one of the pieces to be featured in the yearbook, when my piece that I spent days on writing (which was good, trust me.) did not get picked. She picked the one piece that I spent no time at all writing because of god knows why.
The kicker to this story? She gave me a 0 after we had an discussion in class and I revealed to her that such an obvious hidden message was glaring at her. (The first letter of each sentence was in HUGE 72 letter font. I made her feel pretty dumb, I suppose. But that's not the issue.)
I applaud whoever has read this far, btw. I know my ramblings are..well.
Poetry is the modern art of literature.
Poets are the athletes who wanted to become international football stars but sadly became a lowly high school gym teacher.
Poetry is the lowest form of literature. The fact that I can take random things and string them together so effortlessly and still create something that is deemed good is ridiculous. My point is that poetry is the easiest to bull****, and thus is the inferior style of writing.
This is more aimed to the free verse / epic poem / dadaist poetry, I should clarify.
Poetry is the epitome of insincerity.
So..what are your thoughts?
In my opinion,
Poetry is the lowest form of serious literature.
I would like to present to you all a case example of the sheer amount of bull**** and insincerity one can put into poetry and have it still deemed as "good." Now, before I begin, I'd like to state that this debate is about poetry, but that doesn't mean we can't bring other art forms. But it's about poetry specifically.
Let's go:
Around May of last year, the yearbook class at my school began collecting pieces of literature to feature in the yearbook's end pages. My writer's craft teacher decided to push me to submit something.
We were working on the poetry unit at the time, so unfortunately I was tasked with writing an epic poem.
In my head, I refused to do it sincerely. I opened up Word and made a brief skeleton of a poem with blanks to fill in words, much like mad libs. I then popped open MSN and began to ask my girlfriend for epic-y sounding nouns, verbs, and adverbs, etc. I filled them in. The following poem took literally 5 minutes to write, and I got 10/10 on it. Perfect mark.
Enlightenment, rampant, vicious sabres blowing with the wind of God
Picturesque, captured by the light of power
Iridescent amongst the looming shadows
Charming me
Salvation is sensation.
Artisans in the sands
Rarely dreading the notion
Entertaining the thought of night
Deceiving all those who waste souls
Ultimatums forcing those who perish to
Master life, and reject death.
Brazen, ready to ravage the tree of eternity
Lofty with air
Ominous with their grace.
Lacerations carve our minds' eye.
What did you think? Was it good?
Was it bad? If so, is it bad because you already know it was 100% bull****?
The clever people reading this noticed the hidden acrostic in the poem.
I was heartbroken to find out that my teacher had handpicked my poem as one of the pieces to be featured in the yearbook, when my piece that I spent days on writing (which was good, trust me.) did not get picked. She picked the one piece that I spent no time at all writing because of god knows why.
The kicker to this story? She gave me a 0 after we had an discussion in class and I revealed to her that such an obvious hidden message was glaring at her. (The first letter of each sentence was in HUGE 72 letter font. I made her feel pretty dumb, I suppose. But that's not the issue.)
I applaud whoever has read this far, btw. I know my ramblings are..well.
Poetry is the modern art of literature.
Poets are the athletes who wanted to become international football stars but sadly became a lowly high school gym teacher.
Poetry is the lowest form of literature. The fact that I can take random things and string them together so effortlessly and still create something that is deemed good is ridiculous. My point is that poetry is the easiest to bull****, and thus is the inferior style of writing.
This is more aimed to the free verse / epic poem / dadaist poetry, I should clarify.
Poetry is the epitome of insincerity.
So..what are your thoughts?