02-09-2005, 12:42 PM | #1 (permalink) |
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Something I never do...
I rewrote a poem. The original was written on a contact high. It's fairly spontaneous, very passionate and a complete gush of emotion. I was never happy with it to the degree where I couldn't introduce it without mentioning *I was on a contact high* while writing it. So anyways, the new version is a much smoother, more clever interpretation. I seem to like it more. You decide.
Original: I want to write you a poem that you will recite as it's created with every whisp of the quill you will speak the line as a breathy gasp and a tense exhalation my art's marionette your body will voice every verse and every stress and it will sing it will enhance my words with it's symphony every stroke of the pen evokes your passionate scream serenade me with my own work with vicious pleasure call for me and let it take you over let each stanza possess you the rhythm and the meter drawing forth your soul's melody SING FOR ME until your throat rasps until you pant in strained waves and beg me for the encore New: If you could feel each line I pen Every syllable transcribed With each stroke I take, you'll know and all my rhymes imbibed Coaxing little whispers from your wetted trembling lips my words take hold your shaking hands and rest they twixt your hips My letters form your countersign to cast off your soul vest as stanzas will you moan my name sweat forming on your breast quaking from my meter quick you're crying out for me submitting to my passion's voice my quill's metonymy
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02-09-2005, 12:54 PM | #2 (permalink) |
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Hey, I like them both. I think that they each reflect something of the experience. I imagine them on facing pages of the same book. The first is the experience as it is happening and the author is trying to capture it as it is, right then. The second is after some reflection. Together they may be greater than each separately.
Yeah, reading them again. Keep them both! Definitely. And, nice work there.
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02-09-2005, 01:05 PM | #3 (permalink) |
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That's a nifty thought.. thanks
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02-09-2005, 02:21 PM | #4 (permalink) |
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I'll have to agree with him. It's pretty much verbatum. I like both of them as well.
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02-09-2005, 02:27 PM | #5 (permalink) |
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From the constructive criticism department, and no harm meant:
I liked the first one better. I felt it held a lot more raw emotion, i guess it just felt more genuine to me. The "olde tymey" words in the second one clashed a lot with the rest of the language, which I felt made the point a little muddled. Good stuff though, I'd like to read more. |
02-10-2005, 05:39 AM | #7 (permalink) |
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I will break from the throng.
I enjoyed the second more, as the first seemed more a trip down egos potholed lane. The second seemed to portray more of a message, and a good one at that. I still enjoyed the first poem , as it was somewhat insightful concerning the author, as writting when buzzed regularly does. But again, the second version is liquid heat, and I imagine (perhaps incorrectly) that is what you were shooting for.
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