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Monday, 7 October 2019

Is poetry a dying art?

answers1: winter must be cold for those without poetry... <br>
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sorry, couldn't resist that one. <br>
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No, I see a new generation of poets and many of them are sticklers for
the old forms. <br>
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many choose to ignore it until they need ... <br>
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then, poetry soothes.
answers2: First of all, thank you for your answer on my question. <br>
And no, I do not think that poetry is dying, or already dead. <br>
Poetry, at least to me, is not what most see it to be. <br>
There are many songs that are poetry. <br>
Love is poetry. <br>
Life is poetry. <br>
But if poetry is alive in you, it cannot be dead. <br>
If you love it, it is still in existence. <br>
You have much better things to worry about than what others may think
of it. <br>
It only matters what you think.
answers3: Poetry is still alive and kicking, although it may not be to
everyones taste. I don't see it as a dying art form, it will still be
around in hundreds of years. There will always be those who have a
burning ambition to express themselves in poetic form. My
grandchildren adore it and I know that it is still taught in schools
as part of the curriculum
answers4: NO! But a good question nonetheless. Evidence here suggests
even 10 year old children are exploring poetry, for what reason I
can't know, but with suggestions that don't damage what spirit they
may have, what passion they may feel, they could become most valid,
most real in the craft. Simplicity is not a sin, though it seems
relative to their generational issues and perhaps they haven't
ventured out far enough yet in exploring such works that are classics.
I enjoy music as well as poetry, and while the intent in music might
be lyrical, it's often dilluted in a most commercialized version of
what might more be worthy poetry. I'm young, naive in the craft,
willing and wanting to learn and grow, and know that slings and arrows
happen, but I work at shielding myself from those who offer no more
than degradation and possible destruction, in what we might accept as
poetic, evolution, generationally speaking. Their voice is no less
worth listening to than any most well known, prolific or some quality
judged here in this forum. Abstract here. "As a ripened Apple may fall
to ground before being chosen, ingested Still as it decays, is
absorbed by the Earth, and It can be the seeds of much new life."
answers5: It is certainly not dead. There are still many fantastic
poets out there and even on YA here, as well as poets in the making,
and for me it is an art form which will never die if I can help it.
;-) People will always have imagination, creativity, and emotions
which will need an outlet. Poetry is and will always be one of the
perfect platforms for expressing these. <br>
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XO
answers6: Arts can NEVER die....as long as there beats a human
heart...be it poetry or painting! <br>
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It can lose popularity with changing times. But as everything is
cyclic, there WILL come a generation who will appreciate it more than
the present one...unless, we are taken over by the Robots... <br>
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In a world where money speaks, poetry's voice has been weakened!
True, it doesn't fetch a fat pay-cheque and poets have to eat too!
answers7: Poetry will never die. Those that will are would be poets
that harass all others in an attempt to make themselves look better.
There I feel better for telling the truth for I am the one. <br>
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Edit: As for you: Iano the Mighty... quit stealing my name.
answers8: On this site poetry was never born.
answers9: People do still care about poetry, but the notion of poetry
has changed. <br>
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Poetry is now slammed at open mic nights, and every chopped prose
salad is a poem. I applaud poets who really to make it look easy.
That's the reason it's "art" - by nature, it's artificial. <br>
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Picasso was a brilliant draftsman who CHOSE to paint as he did, having
already explored the technical aspects. James Joyce and Samuel
Beckett mastered languages other than their own (in Joyce's case,
twelve languages) before returning to their native tongue to explode
with invention and re-inventions of English. <br>
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And since I co-moderate a poetry group here on Yahoo, I can tell you
that it's not dead. There are several poetry groups here, as well as
Poetry.com and other sites.
answers10: It seems the world I loved so well <br>
But late, too soon has passed away; <br>
And that the tower in which I dwell <br>
Collapsed around me yesterday. <br>
The soil in which mimosa stands <br>
Has marked its timid, prayerful hands <br>
And Autumn's come to Summer's glade <br>
To cover all in gloom and shade. <br>
The sweet schoolmaster of my skill <br>
Has seen the sacred bridges fall <br>
And I, a trump at Roncesvalles, <br>
Bear witness to a darker will -- <br>
Of fountain waters run to sour <br>
And spoil beside an ivied bower. <br>
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That pretty much sums up my thoughts on the matter...

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