Violence

[Lykren]

The moon's technique is surely to forget.
Hung upside-down, forged in the cities
of night, it speaks in a toneless voice,
in waves of recognition and dry doubt.
I myself recognize the airy looming disaster.

A brilliant tiredness pervades my memory,
as if the sea had run over it, turquoise and violent.
The sand is cold and dark
at the forefront of my consciousness.
This extremity of being, this existence
at the edges of living flames
begins to spin toward annihilation.

[Delta40]

You know, this reads better if the stanzas are switched - at least IMHO. It flows more smoothly.

[Lykren]

You're right.

[Mohammad Ahmad]

A brilliant tiredness pervades my memory,
as if the sea had run over it, turquoise and violent.
The sand is cold and dark
at the forefront of my consciousness.
This extremity of being, this existence
at the edges of living flames
begins to spin toward annihilation.

The moon's technique is surely to forget.
Hung upside-down, forged in the cities
of night, it speaks in a toneless voice,
in waves of recognition and dry doubt.
I myself recognize the airy looming disaster.

Now as I read this poem I can say it includes blank verses.
Now the question is for you ( Delta40)
Is this method is the dependable method in the contemporary poetry ?
Please tell me and I shall do the best according to your advice

Please Lykren I wish you didn't understand me wrong I chose this poem in forgotten way I guessed that it was written by Delta40, since he promised me in private message that he will answer my questions about the contemporary poetry

[Delta40]

I'm not sure what you mean by blank verses. Free verse poetry, if you read it, develops its own unique form and meter. I'm not saying this particular piece is a fine example but it does have a certain amount of imagery which the reader can certainly relate to.

I started writing in 2008 and I can see how my craft has developed since then.

Some writers are very specific in what they are saying while others rely heavily on imagery and metaphor in an attempt to either encompass the full meaning of what they are aiming to achieve or to create a broader context and perhaps reach a wider audience.

I must let you know I have no formal education in the art!

[Mohammad Ahmad]

Blank verses= free verses , check the dictionary
Just my question is to know whether this way in shortening the verses then to begin with a small letter in the followed verse is the acceptable way on writing poetry or not, and again I would ask:
To leave the verse uncompleted, is it the way of writing?
To neglect some of the meanings, is it the the way of writing poetry?
To leave the poem disarranged, is it not considered as a perplexing problem in writing poetry?
I saw the free verses you called lack to cohesion not in your poem but to so to speak generally ....
I know in concentrating words meaning somehow is deviated or ignored. Is this not considered as a weak point in poetry?
Do you agree with me?
Please just questions I put for your guidance or for others generally to be answered.
For me I prefer the poetry which likes the Shakespearean poetry i.e. the couplet , but the free verses also is agreeable

[Buh4Bee]

Switch it, it'll be better. Even golden!

[Nick Capozzoli]

Nice, but there are two lines that seem lamely over-wrought: A brilliant tiredness pervades my memory; and, at the forefront of my consciousness. No opinion on which version is better, but reversing the stanzas places the weak lines up front and seems to draw more attention them.

Re "blank verse," there are several five-accent lines that could be considered blank verse embedded in the poem, but not enough of them to make us view the poem as blank verse. The comment that blank verse=free verse is simply not true. English blank verse means unrhymed verse that is generally based on iambic pentameter. Variation is certainly allowable and very often desirable, including variation from the iambic foot pattern and even occasional rhyming (internal, oblique, and end rhymes). An excellent example of a poem not entirely written in blank verse but that has enough blank verse in it to make us feel the pattern is Sunday Morning.

[dara.cv]

I think sometimes people get mixed up in the whole "academic poetry" thing and forget this is about artistic expression. If the nuances of form, meter, spelling or whatever deter someone away from the meaning, emotion, and relevancy of a piece, then they will fall short of experiencing much of the raw, naked art out there. Just as there's street dancing and then there's ballet, Id honestly rather see the creative genius that comes from the tumult of Liife than the "hard knocks" of school. Just my opinion on that.

I like this work, for me it evoked memories of lonely nights in which the most perfect serene setting could be warped into paranoia and "delusion" of danger, these nights the moon is not friendly or comforting by the light it gives, it is often unassuring. I love the line "it speaks in a toneless voice,in waves of recognition and dry doubt". Waves seemed to be wittingly used to describe the moons light waves and precludes the waves of the ocean, I really enjoyed that. Its as if the moon says " yeah i know you're there, but im not sure its so safe". My take on this piece anyway, i really enjoyed it.

[Mohammad Ahmad]

The comment that blank verse=free verse is simply not true. English blank verse means unrhymed verse that is generally based on iambic pentameter. Variation is certainly allowable and very often desirable, including variation from the iambic foot pattern and even occasional rhyming (internal, oblique, and end rhymes). An excellent example of a poem not entirely written in blank verse but that has enough blank verse in it to make us feel the pattern is Sunday Morning.

The definition you brought is very right but both of the free and blank verses are unrhymed, the difference as I think is slightly within the meter only and what you said occasionally rhymed somehow it is possibly.

sample of blank verses:
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

example of free verses: no rule to be subjected for:
After the Sea-Ship—after the whistling winds;

After the white-gray sails, taut to their spars and ropes,

Below, a myriad, myriad waves, hastening, lifting up their necks,

Tending in ceaseless flow toward the track of the ship:

Waves of the ocean, bubbling and gurgling, blithely prying,