Note on Poetry:
As the header Wedding Cake & Ash-tray Litter discloses, or tries to, this is a blog about poetry that will at times be handsome and at times be ugly. I’m not too sure what that means as of right now but I hope to create, invent, imagine, distort, give birth to some sort of harmonious muse which will balance in between the unique and beautiful aspects of every’s things (wedding cake) and the common and less pleasant aspects of every’s things (ash-tray litter): this is poetry. In doing so, perhaps I’ll be able to hold a telephone conversation with heaven and death simultaneously, with an aim to learn something. Lastly, I like to play with the avant-garde & the surreal & the conversational & the modernist traditions & of course Christian themes, then go down to the laundry mat with a bunch of quarters throw all these things in the washer, and subsequently the dryer, and see what comes out. If time permits me to do so I’ll occasionally use the iron to remove any wrinkles, but that is only if a maybe, only if a maybe. Actually lastly, the poems are sometimes(under-exaggerating) nonsensical, so it might be better to view them as pottery rather than poetry because they are fragile in the sense you can make them your own and subjective to yourself. They can also be Jackson Pollock paintings and provoke this immediate sense of ambiguity which just needs to be accepted as it is, and nothing more: the poem as an object and image, in and of itself in and of itself.
Note on the Self:
I’m not entirely sure how to depict myself, but perhaps a few “witless” epigrams if you will might work. Also, since alot of people shy away not only from the idea of God but also just simply the word maybe if I just use it very sporatically like so: GOD God God God GODD goD GoD GoDD Ggod God, people are more likely get habitualized to it. Anyways, here are the “witless” epigrams:
“I’d rather God lift me up an inch than lift my self up a mile”
“I’d be a fool if I took pride in and self-admiration for a blessing”
“If you think you’re perpetually O.K. at something you’ll always get better at it than if you were to think you were the best and just get worse”.
These are just a brief summation of what my philosophy is approaching poetry, and I see it as an avenue for expression and praise to God for and about situations in life. It is not something which I gloat over like the narcissist leaning over to gaze at his reflection in a pool, but instead share it generously like cake(because everyone enjoys cake) at a banquet or something. Poetry should be hospitable, a haven, and a mutual muse or means to the accessible/unaccessible sections of our imaginations.
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