07-14-2016, 07:17 AM
I always come to these threads late.
I remember pissing some people off once when I wrote in a poem that I tell lies. They were more pissed off at that than I thought they would be.
Hmm. You know from your comment Lizzie, it seems that you perceive poetry as confessional. That's a school I occasionally dabble in, but I'm not afraid to lie sometimes. The poem tells a truth it isn't always THE truth.
I am not always the speaker of my poem. I does not always mean me. When we use metaphor and simile and other devices they usually provide a distance to portray something real. Sometimes the speaker of my poem is a liar. Sometimes I am lying. Often times, I may not even know I'm lying in the poem--the deficiencies of memory.
I don't let it worry me.
I remember pissing some people off once when I wrote in a poem that I tell lies. They were more pissed off at that than I thought they would be.
Hmm. You know from your comment Lizzie, it seems that you perceive poetry as confessional. That's a school I occasionally dabble in, but I'm not afraid to lie sometimes. The poem tells a truth it isn't always THE truth.
I am not always the speaker of my poem. I does not always mean me. When we use metaphor and simile and other devices they usually provide a distance to portray something real. Sometimes the speaker of my poem is a liar. Sometimes I am lying. Often times, I may not even know I'm lying in the poem--the deficiencies of memory.
I don't let it worry me.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson
