Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Commentary:

Why do I peddle the same shit that I have to learn about in class nearly every day? I ask that to myself quite often, and its the same reason that I write when I have had to read such shitty books in the past. I do it because I want to. I do it because it quiets my mind, creating something and putting my thought to it. I do it because it's what I am thinking of at the time...because when I think, I don't think in terms of complete sentences and paragraphs. I don't even really think in English, but that's a little deep. I think in visual and emotional terms, so when I write, its hard to get my thoughts and feelings across with prose, so I decided to try poetry. My old English teacher wasn't wrong when he said that poetry is the most concentrated form of content ever.
For some reason, a disjointed, broken, and generally grammatically-incorrect sentence written poetically conveys ten times the emotional magnitude than does a piece of prose, and in a smaller space. Prose can take pages and pages to describe a scene, and there's a certain beauty in that, but poetry can convey that same emotion in one quick phrase, just like the human mind. When I see it's a good day, I could write pages on the scenery: the blue skies, the wind, the warm sun, the grass, the other people. But in poetry, I can do that in a smaller phrase, and I conveniently get to ignore grammar rules all in the name of poetic license. I have found out the hard way the difficulty of writing whats on my mind in prose; with poetry, it comes out like the sugar shits of thought.
In other news, its possible to work too hard in a day, and as a result, be bored the whole rest of the day.

edit: what the hell is going on with the formatting?

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