About Why Most Poems Are Sad, or How To Discriminate Between A Real And A Casual Poet
Why Most Poems Are Sad?
To this question someone replied: "Poets are depressing", but then, why are poets depressing?? Are they, indeed, depressing? ... Why when someone gets depressed, becomes a poet too??
To this someone replied: "I think its because when you are sad you pick up the pen, when you are happy, you go outside!", but then back to poets, they are not always sad, are they? So? And still, not ALL the poems are sad...
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Thinking, talking and reading about it, I realized that lots of poems are written just to shout out those feelings that are tearing your soul apart, writing a poem you somehow get free of them, or, at least, get along with them. Still not all the poems are sad...
Someone said: "I heard a very good quote about this: 'poetry is feelings that spill out into words.' Your emotions are closer to the surface when you're upset and depressed. This helps them spill out. Happy poems only come around when someone is very happy and they can't help their happiness from spilling. Another good quote about this is 'Poems fall in your tears' you only cry when your really really really happy but when your sad it doesn't take much to make you cry. I think this shows in poems. It doesn't take much when your sad to leak a poem but when your happy you have to be very happy for anything to spill."
Great! I really liked that. All was just so simple, as... A tear.
But then I realized yet another fact, this one much more relevant...
I'll put it without all the logical chain and argumentation blah blah blah.... :
The Real Poet is that whose poems are not most-sad...
Do you follow me here?
the real poet does nor need those sad or ultra-happy feelings to shape them into rhythm and music in a castle of language. They can put the most simple and banal felling into a poetry masterpiece which will bring you to tears...
After a fast scan through some great Poets I got convinced it is that way.
Great! I didn't even imagined that I could arrive to such an important (?) conclusion when all this begun. A posteriori I renamed the title of the post and a added the "How to discriminate between a real and an casual poet" ... =)
posted by sgd at 20:14
2 Comments:
Just another point of view:
It’s not difficult to give a shape of rhythm and rhyme to the everyday life, the art is to get rid of commonness. Sadness and happiness are different from everyday feelings – love without a tragedy is common, any story without shocking feeling is prose… Poetry requires strong senses – sadness is the strongest one.
Really most of verses are sad. And admitted great poets wrote a lot of sad lines. Sometimes they only seem to be sad because readers want them to be tragic. People who read poetry want to see something similar to their feelings – and they see, because the world of rhyme is ambiguous (you can find whatever you want).
July 05, 2006
I think that here the discussion should end because obviously it is quite personal and subjective if "sadness is the strongest one" or not, in instance, for me it is not, or better, not only; I think a deep feeling of happiness, completeness and/or peace can be as strong as the sadest feeling...and in fact even stronger, much stronger... But it's so difficult to express your self in paper when you are in so states that i think only real masters are able to write not only sad poetry.
Ana said that "love without a tragedy is common"... I talk not only by myself but by almost all the people i know: love without a tragedy is rare and in fact i think some amount of tragedy is even needed for real love (what ever that words mean)...
the nice thing is precisely that it overcome the tragedies... and the feeling that it even overcome the tragedy of dead... =)
About "Poetry requires strong senses", I think that poetry does not require strong senses but a strong (deep) sensitiveness... from my point of view this deep sensitiveness id what distinguish the casual poet, which write only when has ultra-strong (sad) feelings from the real one, which can write about the beauty of a long night with a goodness in the same bed, just listening her breathing as the flapping of a butterfly's wings, and how that Butterfly effect changes your life, forever. =)
July 05, 2006
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