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Posts tagged ‘Interpretation’

What’s in a Word?

just words

words that I like

words that sound like what they are

words that sound like they taste

words that roll off the tongue

words that are a feast, in and of themselves

orange

enamoured

cool

quinine

hush

pulsating

rhythmic

devine

if you’re a writer of any kind

you know the power of words

not just their meanings

but their structure

how long they are or short they are

or easily comprehended

or hard to digest

Righteous

brittle

colloquial

sob

thunderous

M’s bring your voice down like the mumbled murmurs of a murderous mob

S’s are sssslinky and sssslithery and they sssslide down your gullet

gullet – now that’s a good word

Z’s are more zingy and zippy and even a bit zesty

they’re zealous and so full of zeal

violet

velocity

vindictive

vicious

vociferous

V’s are so very very vivacious!

eviscerate

wretched

absinthe

incinerate

loath

why are so many words I like creepy

harbor

grace

tadpole

elation

how is it that a few simple words can

brighten my mood or make me feel good

or make me feel better about myself

quill

fortitude

brazier

scrumptious

quiver

bulbous

some words are fun to say

and some are fun to mean

flatulence

transient

rhubarb

gelatinous

sensual

lugubrious

words are flexible and versatile

and interpretive and so powerful

even though they’re just words

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What is Art? Contradicting Tolstoy

In preparation for the next Query, I’ve been asking people this  question about Art:  “What do you think is more important, the perception of the audience, or the intent of the artist?”  (Click here to see what people said.)

Yesterday, I posted a poem and asked readers to interpret its meaning.  I know what the poet intended, but I can personally think of at least three different possible interpretations.  In past discussions, some have said they don’t have a clue what it’s about, but they just don’t like it.  Not because they can’t figure it out, but specifically because it makes them uncomfortable.

So let me rephrase the original question: is it enough to elicit any response, or does it have to be the right response? continue reading…

Interpret This Poem

The Still Steady Stream of Being

Then I finally decide to do it and
Oh, what secret harbored
addiction will unfold itself,
embrace my shaking limbs in
the final moments of tedious
aching countdown of seconds
churning by with the rhythm
of pounding blood and nausea,
Oh yes, my God – how sweet
the smell will be and
just a little repugnant,
that sticky liquid pouring
out and over,
thickening like paste, pouring
out and over the body
and these waiting hands that
held their patience so long
amid the brief encounters that
shocked their skin,
that reverberated against their
very bones, only so long before
an echo of the touch vibrated
through the whole of this being
and I finally decide to do it,
swiftly, with eager mouth devouring
every metallic moment, swiftly
I dive back through and break
the surface of this moment,
this torment of anticipation…

back into the peace of silent solitude…
back into the still steady stream of being…

until the rippling begins again and
I must finally decide to do it.

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What is this poem about?

What emotions does it evoke?

Does it even make any sense?

Do you like it or hate it or maybe you couldn’t care less?

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