on a blank sheet of paper
on a blank sheet of paper
Hmmm, not sure I get this one, Prince. But it sure is good to see you around.
"The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its' own reason for existing." ~ Albert Einstein
"Remember, no matter where you go, there you are." Buckaroo Bonzai "Some people say I done alright for a girl." Melanie Safka
So simple, and yet so meaningful. I understand this completely and it has a great depth that many probably have passed by and thought, "How prosaic." It really is a masterpiece in it's own, though.
Job well done.
Either I'm missing something here or you are jerking his/our chain.Originally Posted by MysteryGirl
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You might have been missing something. I think less is more here.
Is it symbolic? You only can lay bare. Poetry is layered, mostly and it is the poet who can illuminate. But at times they do not want to do this out of hubris
Then maybe just the title for this one will be enough.
That's probably the most ludicrous excuse I've heard yet for trying to appear profound and 'get' something that the rest of us simply don't see. Where do you draw the line on less being more? Should the OP perhaps remove the first two words of the poem? Would that make it even more wonderful?
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To be quite truthful, it meant something to me when I wrote it, but I can well see how it might have flustered some. If I were to try to explain it, the best I could do was to say that to every dedicated poet a blank sheet of paper is a poem in something like invisible ink. It's there; it taunts you - even after it has firmly refused to emerge.
An excellent example of self-indulgence.
Dostoevsky gives me more than any scientist.
Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world. - Albert Einstein
LOL
John Cage in music, Prince in poetry. A case of monkey see, monkey do.
Surely all poetry is "self undulgence" to some extent. I, for one, am grateful that not all comments are snide or sneering.
The responses to the 'poem' are more revealing than the poem itself.
Not so much John Cage's 4' 33" of silence as the 'Emperor's New Clothes'. Sorry, Prince, but your efforts seem to have uncovered a pseud or two when it comes to literary criticism regardless of what inspired you to write this in the first place.
'So simple, and yet so meaningful' - I'm still chuckling at the absurdity of this reading.
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Yes, quite a meta-poem this one. I have seen it done before - Don Paterson has two 'blank' poems - one called 'Unfold', dedicated to the origami expert Akira Yoshizawa, the other, the excellently named 'On going to Meet a Zen Master in the Kyushu Mountains and Not Finding Him'. Ho, ho, indeed.
Fellow Scottish poet, Robin Robertson, goes one better in his latest book 'Hill of Doors'; a poem called 'Robertson's Farewell' is listed in the contents, but when the reader turns to the page stated, there is not even a title. Profound! Or possibly just a bit tongue-in-cheek.
And I think that's what we have here.
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