Listen...: Poetry: Imagism is Boring

3.2.07

Poetry: Imagism is Boring

Poetry and I speak for intangibles

I can see the Red Wheelbarrow

Poetry and I speak for emotion

I can hear In a Station of the Metro

Poetry and I speak for philosophy

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home

: Name: Creo; Location: Ann Arbor

I change my pillow case every night before I go to bed; while playing card games I am furiously impatient with slow shuffling; I am overtly rude to smokers; Monopoly is the greatest game ever invented; I am the best minesweeper player in the world; I state my opinions as if they are fact; I am an embarrassingly bad singer; I regularly lose my train of thought in the middle of a sentence; I overuse commas; I am in love with poetry; I am in love with you; I use the word love too freely; I don’t speak Spanish but I will; I am scared to die

View my complete profile

While I cannot assure any one reader a specific entertainment value, if I may, I do promise that all essays are carefully written, and hopefully thought provoking. Readers may, and ultimately will, disagree with much of what I write but know this; I am honestly and candidly commenting on important topics and issues as I see them. I will not guarantee a specific theme for inevitably, my daily moods, experiences, and inspirations will tug at my creativity strings in opposing directions. Although, if I were forced to box a prediction, I would invariably lean toward politics and social relationships; being that they are the topics which most frequently affect my thoughts. Iâve always found interesting the immeasurable power of words and therefore am only beginning to extend my rhetorical wings, but regardless, be it a political affirmation, humorous anecdote, philosophical inquiry, life commentary, or observational satire; I hope that these readings leave you well.

Listen...

3.2.07

Poetry: Imagism is Boring

0 Comments:

About Me

Previous Posts