Poetry

Poetry for the title, because some german words don't sound nice enough :p

I realised that my mind tends to wander and springboard off the stuff lectures are about into different things...and i've decided this is the fault of the lecturer because when i only listen and not think it starts to happen :p because its only in my art lectures that it happens. Or maybe you could say arts are more capable of producing individual thought :p :p

I was in lit lecture...talking about Wilfred Owen's 'The Send-Off' (it's good and very nicely lyrical) and one of the lines in the poem just started me thinking...

Thinking that I want to write my own poem about lanes and gates wreathed with flowers and vines, and 'faces grimly gay'.

But poetry is more difficult because there are certain rules governing it..you can be ruled by it and create a poem with a message but maybe lacking lyricism, or you can grasp an understanding of the rules of structure and form poetry must have, and then exploit it to create an explosive poem.

For example, a sonnet has fourteen lines, two stanzas of four and two of three with each line having a set number of syllables. If I stuck to that I'd just be bound and frustrated (this applies to other things as well lol) but if i knew that, i could push a point by making a line with an aberrant number of syllables! Isn't that exciting! (:(: haha

On that note...is it order in chaos that structure gives? I don't know what I want to write...a poem where the form yells of order in chaos, or chaos and unbridled emotion restrained by order? Which is more powerful and for what purpose? And then, barely restrained, depressedly and brokenly restrained, or spilling, pushing and fighting over?

I don't know...I wish I could make a picture. Have you seen Nurofen for babies ad? I like the picture (: But, if I could make a picture, maybe then it would find some substance and give me something to hold. Doesn't it make things ten times more accessible to human emotion? I try hard to create and evoke with words and textures...but at best the result might be clear and sharp, but intangibly, and therefore unfulfilled. It leaves me with an expressed but unfulfilled desiring.

Dependant on subject and circumstance, I guess. I guess what I'm saying is...feelings I think are easier expressed in pictures, if you can create the right one. It can be expressed in words, but in the creation and stringing together of words, somehow the intangibility still remains. I create the picture in my mind and mould it into words, but because the perfect picture is in my mind, floating, it feels so unfulfilled and then there's this longing..because the words had to be so layered, so textured, so complicated to evoke that emotion. The picture could be succint.

Do i make sense to you?

I'm going to go get sushi now. (: