This, perhaps, is true of all artistic endeavour. Be it visual, verbal or musical, it must hold the participants to its conclusion and leave them pondering its effect upon them.
Menoreturnagain; A Menolyrical From Yesteryear
Over the years I have made attempts to write outside the pentameter, anapestic, the trochaic. Mostly failing. Poetry by its very nature requires rhythm, no matter how haphazard. Even where no rhyme exists, it can appear to, simply by the flow. 'Free-styling' poetry, is not at all easy. ... no, take that back. It may well be easy; any number of words can flow onto a page. However, it can only prove itself as a poem if it can be read, or listened to, holding the reader or listener to its final syllable. If they are lost as it goes along, then it too is lost.
This, perhaps, is true of all artistic endeavour. Be it visual, verbal or musical, it must hold the participants to its conclusion and leave them pondering its effect upon them.
This, perhaps, is true of all artistic endeavour. Be it visual, verbal or musical, it must hold the participants to its conclusion and leave them pondering its effect upon them.
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That is quite beautiful and thought provoking YAM...and your penmanship I give you A++++++
ReplyDeleteHugs HiC
Exactly what Cecilia said. It's really quite beautiful and I did understand it and I did read it out loud and it did flow
ReplyDeleteDitto from here too!!! Beautiful handwriting. We love the flow of the poem. I always disliked poetry when I was in school, and even more, I disliked having to compose one myself. You manage it quite well.
ReplyDeleteFlow, both in the words and the beautiful writing!
ReplyDeleteThat's so nice, Yamini. I don't generally like poetry -- written by the rules, or not -- because mostly I don't understand what the poet is trying to tell! But this one is different. Freely flowing and thought-provoking.
ReplyDeleteHari Om
DeleteThank you (and all my commenters) for such kind responses. The poem is from nearly forty years ago... tomorrow, a response of today... Yxx
Very interesting poem!
ReplyDeleteI like it!
ReplyDeleteKlem
We all at times require that strength comes forth from corners unknown.
ReplyDeleteIt's wonderful and so is your handwriting!
ReplyDeleteMy cursive writing is awful. Yours is glorious. It really give impact to the words.
ReplyDeleteThe questions of youth. namaste, janice xx
ReplyDeleteHi Yam - I admire you for trying ... but I do like the rhythm of it - it certainly flows, while your words convey the anxieties many have at the moment. Stay safe - Hilary
ReplyDeleteDear Yamini,
ReplyDeleteI see the knots on your page again--they're talking to me.
Love and hugs my dear, dear friend. xx
Thank you for this precious line: "it can only prove itself as a poem if it can be read, or listened to, holding the reader or listener to its final syllable."
ReplyDeleteI shall use it as a lesson:)