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    poetry blogs

    Does anyone blog their poetry out there? I'd really like to see it if you do. Or maybe there's one you follow. Feel free to share!

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    I recently started following Sheeki86 on WordPress. Here is an example:

    Tony Walton, who is a member here, also has a blog that I follow:

    I would be interested in knowing blogs that people follow as well. I was thinking of starting a blog, but what I have on WordPress is still private.

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    I have a website of literary and visual arts, which you will find interesting.

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    The robotic element of our mind tends towards readymade and automatic responses, as it saves us from any intellectual labours. It venerates the conventional, the established, and the cultural norms, which have been given the establishment’s seal of approval.

    This conditioning process renders most of the poets ineffectual, as not to seek new venues in the contemporary poetics and just produce that imagery which is only variations of the established patterns. Even if a poet produces something new, it will be met with hostility or lack of understanding by critics, public at large and by the sanctioning peers of the establishments. This mode of poetical insensitivity and lack of any creative intelligence is very common in our society.

    No wonder in such sterile surroundings, no new imagery has much chance of taking roots and a poet of some substance will look for new soils where his creations can take roots and grow. Such soil is conventionally called the ‘imagination’, which is considered to be a region unrelated to common way of thought but which is the soul of the things and the ground of spiritual happenings.

    A poet has to look out for such a rare happening and when it happens, he should be ready to receive these and give them a material form in the shape of writing and this is a difficult process to accomplish as these images have wings and difficult to trap in a cage of poetical accomplishments of real depths.

    Among many faculties of human mind, rationality is one such faculty and very good at keeping us going in a life - plain sailing as it does not allow the other faculties of imagination to intrude into its territory. On the other hand the faculty of imagination has its own control and does not allow any intrusion of rational faculty as it will only harm its natural growth and thus bar any developments of our spiritual consciousness.


    And I grow fingers and thumbs to write more
    The verses that do not follow straight lines
    But zigzagging under the open skies
    In chromed yellow sunlight
    In canopy of the trees
    Of the emerald green.

    Deserts there are, heat exhausted creatures
    Which demand to know the arrival of dawn
    Within the hot sandy dunes loneliness resides
    Seized in sounds of silences the wind sighing.

    Winters I have seen , in interiors of people
    Where motions are frozen in frigid bonds
    And down pours from dark clouds echoes
    The deaths of the moths on the frozen ponds.

    Today I speak from depths of the being
    From slits in roofs , from broken charades
    From blood soaked minds under the bullets metallic
    Or women singing their songs in mud soaked paddies.

    Run with syrup on my parched lips
    Or disappear in the immensity of the seas
    Rain forested creatures wormed of nights
    In wakeful of the myths for mutterings in dawn.

    Looking at the above verse from un-poetical view point, will not make much sense to ordinary reader but to a poetically refined, it will convey a word of new sensibilities, multi dimensional being, telling us about both inner and outer realities. It does not run away from the unpleasant realties of our world: its violence and its indifference to living creatures. It is a true realism and not the false idealism of conventional expression. Here so called imagination has combined true elements of our existence in the form a creative mode.


    It has become now a days a fashionable to reject rhymed verses and opt out for the free verse but results have been disastrous and you will find most of such poetry as only prose cut into lines, there is no poetical sensibilities involved and most of such matter is without any deep contents or rhyme. When you read it, it is as blank as any rhymed poetry with ‘rat’ and ‘cat’ rhyming lines. What to do to make these palatable? Here poetics of new imagery may come to rescue.


    Pass your hand over
    The face where I suspect
    Some salamander song
    Of passions and dreary touch.

    Eternity to the eyelids
    And dark blossoms to the lips
    The perspiration on the brow
    When changed to the petals.

    Passing your hand over
    The face do not bare
    Cold paled bleached air
    The long turrets
    Flayed apart
    By finger butts
    Sweet as a lark.

    Born of waters I was
    The child sprung of earth
    Taught by the winds
    A fearless song
    Sought by the multitudes
    The thistle and the rose
    Nor did a beggar sworn
    The fervours of venus or saturn
    The proud spirit only did stare
    Face to face in the darkened pattern.

    Durlabh Singh©2015.

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    In brief, yes. I decided that I not only hated the stuff in the magazines, but that the magazines were only apparently a way to gain exposure for good work. They are mostly contributed to and read by people who prefer bland and ugly free verse work; they are edited by people of the same ilk. Not only that, but the magazines do not even have particularly impressive circulations, so if by some miracle good work passes through the filter -- as happens on occasion -- then it might as well not have done so for all the notice that it is likely to receive. That is why I post poems to the internet rather than simply wasting my time. I've gotten more exposure and notice in a few weeks of posting essays and poems than from years of publishing poems in magazines without, by the way, all of the hassle. What do I mean by hassle? Well, let me tell you, nothing makes you see like an editor who complains about a grammatical mistake but does not even know how to correspond grammatically; or again, one eventually gets tired of editors who do not even bother to reply to polite and clearly-written queries about their editorial guidelines. I am not talking about two-bit magazines here. I am talking about the most prestigious ones in the country! Eventually, you get ticked and decide to stop kicking against the pricks:

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    I continue to add to my poetry and stuff at . It's not pretty and my poetry is dubious at best... but for now it's available.

    * (Just hit the end key for the latest)

    p.s. - my Kindle renders the page w/ unkindness.

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