We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
June 2018
6 years ago
2 comments:
My verse will undoubtedly include choppy sentences and an over-reliance on parentheseseses.
(Love this post, by the way.)
hahahaha, this made me giggle because I just wrote the STUPIDEST poem ever (on purpose). I hope that's not my verse... maybe I will post something better, at some point!
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