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"Paul, why do you bother bugging people with this conceited, look-at-me, change-the-world shit on Facebook? Write a fucking book."
Yeah! You're right! I'll write a 1000-page masterpiece that shows people exactly how fucked up we all are and how to begin go about repairing things.
And then no one will actually read the fucking thing, and the vast majority of those who do read it will smugly, boringly misunderstand it. Been there already, read that already. It's called Infinite Jest.
What about poems? Maybe I could be like that hipster in Henry Fool who sets the world on fire with his mysteriously perfect and compelling poems. People love poetry! Just the other day I was grocery-shopping and noticed that there was a sale on Keats and Corso in the poetry section. Nah, of course. Almost nobody gives the slightest shit about poetry unless it's in song form or it's some brain-dead Rupi Kaur rubbish.
At least, for the time being. That may change, if poets start writing poems in the FORMS that were tested by CENTURIES and proven to be ENTERTAINING to actually normal people, not just unbearably pretentious hipsters and academics. NORMAL PEOPLE USED TO READ. Normal people used to MEMORIZE poems, however hard that is to believe today. It's true! Guess what? They like shit that RHYMES. It's an evolutionarily useful mnemonic device, rhyme. It's soothing, it's entrancing, it's moving. Centuries of testimonials to that effect in the form of SALES. I intend to Billy Beane the fuck out of that poetry-market inefficiency.
But since we may be under the gun here in terms of pandemics or civil war or a fluke asteroid or whatever, I don't have the time to NOT do this on Facebook. WE don't have that time. I could do all that official, published writing, sure, why not. Sell out, for cash. And watch the world die? Pass. I'd write books just for fun, but I'll also keep bugging the shit out of everyone here, thanks. It's a written agora. Everybody who's reasonably smart and smartly reasonable should be doing what I'm doing, more or less. Thanks to Facebook's panopticon-ishness, though, I can see that almost NOBODY is. Everyone is too "shy" (nope, that's cowardice!) or too "proud" (too proud of FEELING right to actually BECOME right!) or too "busy" (better be WORTH it!) to engage. Too shy, too proud, too busy. To read, to think, to argue. Ummm...
We are so fucked, christ all-fucking-mighty.
But...are we so fucked that we're un-unfuckable?
Nope. Not yet!
At least, for the time being. That may change, if poets start writing poems in the FORMS that were tested by CENTURIES and proven to be ENTERTAINING to actually normal people, not just unbearably pretentious hipsters and academics.
Cordelia » 03 Mar 2020 14:19 wrote:You
Are
Welcome
Using Fib.
Syllable Structure.
(I
Think
Therefore
I'm not sure.)
FourthBase » Tue Mar 03, 2020 8:15 pm wrote:Cordelia » 03 Mar 2020 14:19 wrote:You
Are
Welcome
Using Fib.
Syllable Structure.
(I
Think
Therefore
I'm not sure.)
I have to try that!
That second one is PERRRRRFECT.
Tires type black
Where the blacktop cracks
Weeds spark through
Dark green enough to be blue
When the mysteries we believe in
Aren't dreamed enough to be true
Some side with the leaves
Some side with the seeds
The treetops nod
The rain applauds
The park grows dark
And the swings all slowly die
But you and I will be undefeated
By agreeing to disagree
No one wins but the thieves
So why side with anything?
The streetlights glow
Comes and goes
When the sun comes back
As we all can plainly see
Embracing the situation
Is our only chance to be free
Oh, I'll side with you
If you side with me
Quibbles: Agreeing to disagree, if that means refusing to argue, isn't going to work. That'll get us all defeated REAL quick. No one "wins" but thieves, but you do have to take a side. The side of the WHOLE TRUTH, which needs to WIN, the real kind. If agreeing to disagreeing means another sense instead, like "Hey, let's all have a Disagreement Party!" or like the gripes of Festivus, but in a more cooperative spirit, then I give it a HUGE thumbs up. Definitely agree about embracing the situation, though...well, unless that means complacency. Embrace it, and at the same time engage with it adversarially in order to make this sad song of a world better. (Encompass, and eclipse!)
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