Existential Crisis

[PrinceMyshkin]

I was so discouraged
I thought of running over to Beanie’s house,
flinging open the windows
and jumping out of all of them
until I remembered:

Beanie lives in a basement.

[lacadalet_]

very nice moment, shown in sharp detail. I like this style, it shows how the details are necessary for such creation of reality. It's actually poetry of reality ;)
childhood with opened windows?

[PrinceMyshkin]

very nice moment, shown in sharp detail. I like this style, it shows how the details are necessary for such creation of reality. It's actually poetry of reality ;)
childhood with opened windows?

Thanks, lacadalet. Will have to look up your magazine one of these days.

[Haunted]

I love your word economy. It totally describes an existential crisis in so few words. It's awesome.

[PrinceMyshkin]

I love your word economy. It totally describes an existential crisis in so few words. It's awesome.

Thank you. Economy is something that in part comes naturally to me and which I employ as a tool in revising my poems. I remember writing a very simple poem about which I thought afterwards 'Some people might think this was written by a grade 5 student!' but I later reconciled myself with the thought that it had taken me many years and very many poems to learn to write like a (hopefully intelligent) fifth grade student.

[Haunted]

Thank you. Economy is something that in part comes naturally to me and which I employ as a tool in revising my poems. I remember writing a very simple poem about which I thought afterwards 'Some people might think this was written by a grade 5 student!' but I later reconciled myself with the thought that it had taken me many years and very many poems to learn to write like a (hopefully intelligent) fifth grade student.


Often the more simple the poem looks, the harder it is to write it.

[Lumiere]

Prince:
this poem is
simple and enormous.
I love the idea of jumping out of all the windows.

And you make the word
"economy" - usually so stale - seem
fresh and worthy.

[Gladys]

A poem on existential crisis or clinical depression?

[Haunted]

A poem on existential crisis or clinical depression?

In my mind it's 2-tier: a hysterical episode that happened within a dwelling which is a metaphor for the person's life and the basement is the existence he finds himself in, closed off and downward.