Restate My Assumptions
Journal Entry: Wed Feb 8, 2006, 6:01 PM
Restate My Assumptions
1. Poetry is audible; it is music.
2. Poetry is intellectual; it is enigmatical.
3. Poetry seeks an emotional or philosophical truth.
4. All poetry desires to approach perfection in all three aspects (previously mentioned), simultaneously.
5. Poetry exists only in the mind, and can never be replicated. Readers are co-creators with writers.
6. The one perfect poem does not exist.
7. Poetic perfection does exist, and has been experienced. Every true poem reaches perfection, in some mind at some moment. Greater poems achieve this with greater regularity, in greater diversities of minds.
Devious Comments
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Death grows...
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(\ /)
(x x)
c('')('')
xxxxxx
and i had this strange feeling that i should know who you are.
i believe i've said it before, but nice going here.
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...life's not a bitch; she's just sick of being personified...
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~*~
I was a cat in a previous life.
>^..^<
like a bulbless sconce
on a north wall
just before th fall
of the load bearing palletes
he claimed were a wall or
was it a portl for the fucked
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Lovecraftian persona
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Death, you make me reminis,
Come to me for you I miss.
Guy: How else will the men know if theres a booby-trap!
Girl: Ask a crazy eight ball?
Guy: *shakes ball* is there a booby-trap ahead?
Crazy Eight Ball: ask again later.
write
write nonsense
just write
someone will say
"THATS AWESOME, + FAV,"
dunno if thats me tho?
random glomp
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Be my friend.
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If I seem a little strange, well thats because I am.
My Gallery!
[link]
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Spark up today at [link]!
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at the ferocious phenomenon of 5 o'clock i find myself gently decomposing in the mouth of New York.
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amelia
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"like glass shattering in a clean break
this is the arc of a mistake.
we were like kids with a shotgun
blowing up worlds 'til there were none."
-ida
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You were right about the stars: each one is a setting sun.
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Since when are the first line and the last line of any poem where the poem begins and ends?
~BlueAeroplane
dae
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June 22
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[link]
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(\ /)
(x x)
c('')('')
xxxxxx
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dada is a virgin microbe that penetrates with the insistence of air into all the spaces that reason has not been able to fill with words or conventions
-Tzara
You're welcome to anything contained therein, however. Thanks for reading.
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